Coming to this world, we all had a open heart, filled with all the love it can get and all the trust it can give, but as we grow older and realize the nature of life, its habitat and all that life entails, we begin to develop DISTRUST according to our level of experience.
At our early ages, we build trust easier and find it difficult to lose it(even when we get hurt a couple of time). But while we grow, it gets more difficult to build trust and easier to lose it at any slight bit of BETRAYAL.
By Jason G Goldman 31st March 2014
This is my latest experience with DISTRUST at the moment of BETRAYAL.
I met Sam while I was a child, his parents were family friends to mine. Sam and I are the only male child our parents had, the last born, and we both have five elder sisters, this made us have a lot in common. We were so close that I tell him everything about me and he does the same too.
Fast forward to six year ago (2017). I met Deborah, a young, vibrant and beautiful lady in a midweek service in church. Her dark skin was so shinny, she had straight legs, with an average body and attractive shape, just the way I love it.
Deborah and I started to chat, we got along so fast and easier that I began to fall in love, the more I knew her, the deeper I fell. It appeared that she doesn't only have a beautiful face or physical appearance, she also had a beautiful personality.
Months passed into our friendship before I asked her out, at first she decline but on my second trial, about 3 months after the first, she accepted my request. Meanwhile, I gave Sam the full gist as the friendship between Deborah and I grew.
2018 came, we all gained admission into the University. Deborah's school was states away from mine, at that point it was a distance relationship but we got the communication vast.
On several occasions, Sam would tell me about how he does not believe in distance relationships, pointing out instances where people he knew were in distance relationships and later found out that their spouse were cheating. I kept telling him that fingers are not equal, what works for A might not work for B, pointing out instances where people in distance relationships ended up having a wonderful home, and Instances where people in relationships, living under the same roof, and still cheat on their spouse.
Sam would not stop his discouragements so I stopped telling him about my relationship but kept the friendship with him close as always.
For four years and two months, Deborah and I kept a good and smooth relationship till last year November when we decided to part ways due to a series of continues unresolved misunderstanding that often lead to arguments, for almost a year.
After the brake up, I told Sam about everything, and as expected he never gave an encouraging advice.
Two months after the brake up, Deborah and I settled our differences, it appeared that we both found it difficult to move on after almost 5 years of relationship, we had series of discussions addressing the reasons for our misunderstanding and promised to make things right, we also discussed about the things that happened during our departure.
It was at this moment that Deborah told me about how Sam tried to ask her out just about one week after our break up, he told her that he had always had crush on her, but couldn't tell her since we were dating, but she declined his request. According to her, Sam would call her at late hours, talking for long and trying to impress her. Immediately Sam heard we were back together, he made her promise not to tell me.
I was disappointed in Sam, how couldn't he do such a thing. Just one week after we broke up, REALLY !!!. I thought he was looking out for me with all those discouraging advises he gave for over 4 years.
This guy could barely wait for a week after we broke up, it was as if he was anticipating it for almost 5 years, he could kill me if he had the power to. all these thoughts kept flashing through my mind.
I promised Deborah not to react and to be mature about it, but the more I kept quite and kept my distance from Sam, the more the anger and distrust increased for weeks, I wasn't only angry because Sam tried to take my girl, but because, I realized I could no longer rely on him no matter how much I try. Like the elders in my community would say, a scare from an open wound would never look like a fresh skin, never again.
Although I had forgiven Sam, one thing remained constant, Sam would never regain my trust again
NOTE: I changed the names of the person(s) in this post due to personal reasons.
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