trust.
In its entirety, it has so much complication and simplicity existing simultaneously. Trusting requires placing yourself out on a limb so thin and strong it could last forever or break with one movement. The act of trust is an unstable choice on stable ground on which if no one were to ever trust the quick sand would show its wicked face and suck the life from all individuals participating in the very action which represented the ground in the first place.
I don't like to trust, but if I do not trust, then nothing will ever become anything more than a one night stand, a casual relationship, or acquaintance.
For the past year, I have been so desperate to avoid trusting another person, that I have gone through a series of pointless relationships which involved little feeling of sincerity, but a world of emotions. Now, I have an opportunity to have something that may last for a lifetime, and I am scared.
Trusting someone again. My entire goal over the last year has been to avoid it entirely. However, it seems I have come to a road block: in order for me to find someone I want to spend the rest of my life with, I need to learn how to trust again. My mind has been screaming at me for the past few weeks to pull together what little hope I have left and place it back into that fairy tale I once used to believe in: Love that lasts for a lifetime.
Who knows what the future holds, but without trusting in the little good each person may possess, than the world is a cynical place to live.
I don't like to trust, but if I do not trust, then nothing will ever become anything more than a one night stand, a casual relationship, or acquaintance.
For the past year, I have been so desperate to avoid trusting another person, that I have gone through a series of pointless relationships which involved little feeling of sincerity, but a world of emotions. Now, I have an opportunity to have something that may last for a lifetime, and I am scared.
Trusting someone again. My entire goal over the last year has been to avoid it entirely. However, it seems I have come to a road block: in order for me to find someone I want to spend the rest of my life with, I need to learn how to trust again. My mind has been screaming at me for the past few weeks to pull together what little hope I have left and place it back into that fairy tale I once used to believe in: Love that lasts for a lifetime.
Who knows what the future holds, but without trusting in the little good each person may possess, than the world is a cynical place to live.