Trust and Mistrust…

“I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you”
Friedrich Nietzsche

I trusted you once and you broke it. I trusted you twice and you broke me.
Ant


Broken trust is such a hard thing to repair. Everyone becomes untrustworthy. Doubt and questions purvey every statement, every action. Mistrust and uncertainty become everyday, the norm.

I feel angry, as though something wondrous and special has been stolen from me. I want to find it again, but I can’t. I just don’t know where it has gone.

I so desperately want to trust again. To trust someone implicitly, without reservation, without thought, without doubt.

Maybe I can, maybe I can’t, but if I can’t, I believe I will be alone forever.

And I don’t want to be.