Guilty until proven innocent.
I came across that phrase during one of my stay-at-home Netflix binge. That, and also a rather vivid dream I had a few nights back, got me to thinking about trust.
When I was younger, trust came easily. I didn’t really have to think much about it. It was sort of like a given, especially with the people who mattered. However, over time, it became more conditional and eventually, it had to be earned.
Before I knew it, trust and her evil stepsisters, insecurity and paranoia, suddenly shifted from being this thing that wasn’t a thing to me to the thing that I would happily have swept under my bliss rug.
This trust evolution has raised a multitude of questions for me, and two of which I would especially like to explore in a little more depth:
- Must trust be earned?
- Can trust be regained once broken?
And now that I am well into facing my uglies, let’s get started with this journey into trust.
As I Walk 