The Trust Thing…

I have always been warned that I have a trusting nature. Indeed, it is the type of nature whose trusting naivety gets me into trouble. I have always tried to see the best in others until I hit the brick wall that was my life’s full-stop.

After the brick wall, I had a different take on people. I shied away from them. I was a reverse-leper who wanted only to be quarantined against the possible damage that people could inflict.

During this time, I lost my job, my confidence, and my trust (I didn’t actually lose my job, I lost it and it never found me again).

Trust:

Have faith in, place one’s trust in, have confidence in, believe in, pin one’s faith to, pin one’s hopes on.

Now that is the type of trust that I am thinking about. I have no faith. I have nothing that I place trust in or put trust on. I have little confidence in nor belief in, nor do I pin my faith on. I no longer put my hopes on anything.

In short, I am short of that strange little thing called TRUST. And, as you can see, trust is a BIG word. And without that BIG word, things don’t seem to happen.

When the day arrived on which my life stopped, everything came to a halt.

Trust was the fuel on which it all ran.