Trust
It's been awhile since I've last wrote but I've got a lot on my mind tonight. My main thought...Trust.
Why is it so important? We are born trusting and then one day that trust is broken. We don't know any better so we just let that issue go and carry on. It usually just starts with a small event... I mean, how many times do you hear parents saying, "I promise I'll get you something next time"...or even something a bit bigger like...ending up being late to pick you up from school or basketball practice. No big deal when you're young. Right? It's so easy to get over it. So why is it so hard to forgive when you get older. Do things become more important so when the trust is broken it hurts more? Have we learned over the years that life doesn't always have a happy ending? In turn, maybe we end up holding a grudge and being bitter. We guard ourselves from being hurt by not trusting anyone or anything for that matter. We try to read what our gut reaction is telling us to do but sometimes it's hard. Sometimes, the heart takes over the mind.
Let me ask you this...What if you were to risk breaking trust with someone in exchange for protecting them? Who are we to decide that "protecting" them is better than telling the truth? Would the truth be heart breaking? Would it actually change their life if they knew? What happens if it goes on for years without them even knowing and then 20yrs later "the truth come out"? Then what? Does it hurt more or less? If after we tell the truth, do we feel we should be rewarded? "They" say, "the truth shall set you free". How can anyone live with the guilt that follows keeping a secret?
Trust. It's a tricky thing. These days I'm not too sure which is better. To trust or not to trust THAT, my friends, IS the question. Unfortunately or fortunately (which ever way you look at it) it's in my nature to trust. I have to trust, it's ingrained in me. Even when I have hesitation, I still want to trust. I want to see the good in people. I was brought up that way. I was taught that growing up but I also felt very loved as a kid growing up too. I had no issues with trust because I was loved. I felt safe.
Everyone has their breaking point and everyone wants to feel good. So at what point does it change? At what point do you stop trusting and put up a wall around you? Not saying that's the healthy thing to do, but how many times do we do it? Depends on the person I suppose. Everyone is different. I guess it also depends on how big or small the issue was. A whole bunch of small lies can lead to distrust but one huge lie can lead to distrust as well. Which is better...I don't know. They both suck.
One thing I do know is that I will always give someone my trust right away, they don't have to earn it. It is something I will give to each and everyone I know and meet. BUT, my tolerance is weakening. Maybe I should follow the rules of my least favorite sport and abide by the rule...3 strikes - you're out.
Until next time...
Why is it so important? We are born trusting and then one day that trust is broken. We don't know any better so we just let that issue go and carry on. It usually just starts with a small event... I mean, how many times do you hear parents saying, "I promise I'll get you something next time"...or even something a bit bigger like...ending up being late to pick you up from school or basketball practice. No big deal when you're young. Right? It's so easy to get over it. So why is it so hard to forgive when you get older. Do things become more important so when the trust is broken it hurts more? Have we learned over the years that life doesn't always have a happy ending? In turn, maybe we end up holding a grudge and being bitter. We guard ourselves from being hurt by not trusting anyone or anything for that matter. We try to read what our gut reaction is telling us to do but sometimes it's hard. Sometimes, the heart takes over the mind.
Let me ask you this...What if you were to risk breaking trust with someone in exchange for protecting them? Who are we to decide that "protecting" them is better than telling the truth? Would the truth be heart breaking? Would it actually change their life if they knew? What happens if it goes on for years without them even knowing and then 20yrs later "the truth come out"? Then what? Does it hurt more or less? If after we tell the truth, do we feel we should be rewarded? "They" say, "the truth shall set you free". How can anyone live with the guilt that follows keeping a secret?
Trust. It's a tricky thing. These days I'm not too sure which is better. To trust or not to trust THAT, my friends, IS the question. Unfortunately or fortunately (which ever way you look at it) it's in my nature to trust. I have to trust, it's ingrained in me. Even when I have hesitation, I still want to trust. I want to see the good in people. I was brought up that way. I was taught that growing up but I also felt very loved as a kid growing up too. I had no issues with trust because I was loved. I felt safe.
Everyone has their breaking point and everyone wants to feel good. So at what point does it change? At what point do you stop trusting and put up a wall around you? Not saying that's the healthy thing to do, but how many times do we do it? Depends on the person I suppose. Everyone is different. I guess it also depends on how big or small the issue was. A whole bunch of small lies can lead to distrust but one huge lie can lead to distrust as well. Which is better...I don't know. They both suck.
One thing I do know is that I will always give someone my trust right away, they don't have to earn it. It is something I will give to each and everyone I know and meet. BUT, my tolerance is weakening. Maybe I should follow the rules of my least favorite sport and abide by the rule...3 strikes - you're out.
Until next time...
posted by Krista @ 10:27 PM
