Lately, I’ve had some great experiences of how I really have great, mature, dependable, trustworthy people in my life. That’s great.
But there’s also been at least one incident where one person proved to be maybe not even worth my friendship in the first place – if you can’t understand that I’m an independent adult you have no place in my life. And it’s funny how much someone who knows you can hurt you with just a few words. So that experience doesn’t encourage me to trust people a lot.
But maybe it’s a question of balance. You can’t tell everything to everyone, but you can choose to assume the best of people until they prove not to be worth it.
Still a lot of work to do with this goal: I’m not the warmest, most trusting person around. And I want to trust at least a bit more.
