In Theory.

There's this thing called trust. It's like, you tell someone a secret or just something really important to them, and they trust you won't tell anyone. That's what you base a friendship on, and everything. Without it, you've got nothing. Literally. Nothing. Just a blank page, upon which you might scribble here and there, trying to make something work that will inevitably fail.

I know I've messed up before, told stuff I shouldn't have. Even circumstances that happened years and years ago...I can still remember them. I hope those people can forgive me. I hope they can trust me now. Stupid mistakes, yes, but I knew what I was doing...I hope they didn't cause anything too serious.

I trust a lot of people. Most of my friends. The barrier I can't get across is my family...you should, in theory, be able to tell your family everything, you should be even closer to your family than your friends. But in my life, that's not true. There was a time when I trusted them very, very much. But then I learned. Somewhere along the line, I stopped trusting them. I drew a line, and now I stubbornly refuse to step across it. It's easier for some than others, though. I dunno.

I guess my point is...I myself need to learn, and everyone needs to remember once in a while, just how important it is to be able to trust people, and be trusted by them. It's so very important.

stephanie