Trust is a funny thing
We want to trust people. We want to trust ourselves
So can we trust ourselves to let us know when it’s ok to trust someone else?
I get this wrong all the time. I have chosen to go through life taking everyone I meet as someone I can take at their word. Someone I can trust
And sometimes that’s the wrong thing. Sometimes I get let down, and I notice those times.
I remember those times
But what about all the times it was ok to trust someone, to take them at their word? Why don’t I focus on those instead?
By focusing on the occasions I’m let down, I’m in danger of retreating. Of stopping trusting by default.
And that’s not me
I want to carry on believing in people. Believing we are all the same, we all (in Stings’ words) love our children too
If I focus on the one or two people where I’ve been hurt, that takes away from who I am.
By choosing to carry on, I choose openness rather than fear
I’ll carry on being hurt once in a while, and getting it wrong
But I’ll stay me!