My intentions are to promote human flourishing, and I try to follow my intentions. If I was talking about someone else, I would unequivocally qualify that as being a good person. So by transitive purposes I just have to qualify myself as one.
I think I’ve met a handful of “good” people in my life. I’m not one of them.
I’ve stopped caring. The worst people in my country decide everything for the rest of us. At this point I don’t care about being good, I just want to exert my will and trod them into the dirt at every opportunity
Yes. I’m not perfect but I try to do positive things and minimize the harm/impact of my life on the world around me.
I’m definitely not a bad person.
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I’m fortunate enough that it’s not hard to be good. I’ve rarely, if ever, been forced into situations where I have to cause any kind of hardship to anyone to get my needs met.
I try to be socially conscientious. I try to limit the problems I cause to others. I take care of people where I can and say hello to my neighbors. I give to charity and sponsor artists. I’ve broken up a street fight and walked a stranger through a scary part of town because she asked me to.
But if I had to make the really hard choice I’m not sure if I could. “I’m not a coward I’ve just never been tested. I’d like to think if I was I would pass.”
Eh, I try. I think I succeed more often than not, but most bad people think they’re good, right? I try to calibrate against the broader society as a whole, but it often seems like society isn’t really aligned with goodness anyway. So here I am, trying to suss out the good parts of society and align with that, and trying to suss out the bad parts and follow my own moral compass there. But again, bad people probably generally think they’re good, so it’s a bit of a conundrum innit?
Minimize harm to others, and try to help as much as you can. Except sometimes harming bad people somewhat is good, and sometimes help is counterproductive.
I’m confident that I am a person. I try to emulate what good is like. Life is hard.
I make it easy for someone to argue that I am.
But I’m also difficult and hard to connect with.
I feel like I’m a good dad. I’m on my own. His mom took off without warning and ruined her relationship with him. I have been his only safety for a decade. She’s around, but doesn’t give a shit about anything that matters to him.
Everything else, I try to be a decent person. I don’t take what isn’t mine and try to be whatever my mouth says. I don’t really think there is much more to being “good”.
I try to be. I can’t say I always succeed, but I try.
Yes. No qualifiers.
We are all doing the best we can with what we have. All the humble “no” respondents are too.
I don’t ascribe to those particular metrics.
Better as I get older at least. Other people seem to think I am a good person but I guess we all have impossible standards for ourselves. By Dorothy Parker standards no. “If you have two coats you stole one from the poor.” I don’t have literally two coats but a dozen sweaters, which are short season items here.
To the extent you can be good and live within the system, yes.
If standing before God and he asks if I did everything I possibly could for those who needed it most, no, I have not, nor have I always been a friend to myself.
Like must people I have kneejerk opinions and reactions, though I analyze them before I let them loose. I ask myself “what would a good person do?” and then I do that.
