There used to be a time when the whole world was a very beautiful place. I had not known about treachery, cheating and other such things. (Not that I've never lied.). These were, in my knowledge at those times, limited only to movies. Villains existed only in movies :P. I would trust anyone and everyone. I did not even know what trust meant.
Then there were times when I learnt what trust means. I would trust people, and trust them till they broke my trust. I have never been able to give anyone a second chance. Don't know why but I can't get myself to trust someone for the second time.
Then came a time when I started doubting people. I would take time to even believe someone. (IMO, trust and belief have different meanings.) Gradually the belief would turn to trust or we would just move our different ways.
These days I am finding it hard to trust anyone. I seem to doubt the moves of even those whom I call my friends. Luckily I'm still capable of differentiating between what is sensible and what is not. So easily brush the thought aside.
But... wonder what is wrong with me. At times I find doubting my own self.
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I read you, I hear you. A lot of us are going through that at this point...maybe it is a part of this life-long process called "growing up"? Wish I knew enough to tell you about it.
Every day is a new chapter. And I seem to learn something new every day. This is one of those lessons. A little confusing chapter I believe.
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