Because way too many people I trusted, people who should have protected me & cared for me, broke that trust. Some in truly diabolical ways.
Up went that first wall of steel. I built every other wall on top of that one until I was safely housed in a fortress of sorts.
Safe from everything good and bad. Except the bad has a way of finding its way in. Like a rancid fart let in the other side of the house--it seeps through every crack & stinks up the whole place.
(remember, I have three little boys--there are a lot of fart jokes going on over here. lol)
I've always known that I didn't really trust very many people, not completely. That's where the "I don't give all of me to any one person" thing came from. Little pieces to everyone--never the whole thing to one. No one ever got all of me.
And I used to think it was because I hadn't found anyone worth trusting. That doesn't sound right... I hadn't found anyone who made me feel safe enough to trust them completely. There would always be some issue, some problem and I'd have proof that I was right from the very beginning & up would go another wall.
This is the first time that I've realized that I didn't really give anyone a chance. I held people at arms' length and then wondered why I couldn't get close. I *always* found proof that someone wasn't trustworthy because I was *always* looking for it.
Hey--you wanted honest.
So did I subconsciously marry a man who wasn't able to be that loving pillar of support that I really wanted but was too afraid to have? Did I pick someone who was damaged, if you will-I knew about his past when I married him-- simply because I could have some control over the situation? To his credit, he didn't hide anything from me. If he wasn't able to be a giving, sharing partner then I couldn't really be blamed for having to take charge of everything. I could always be in control.
I gotta tell you though... always being in control & having to take charge of everything gets really old really quickly. It's exhausting, actually. By the time I figured that one out it was far too late. I was expecting someone else to change to meet my needs. I wanted H to suddenly step up because I no longer wanted to do it by myself. I know that is what he signed up for when we got married... in theory, but it had never been that way from day one--and suddenly I wanted everything different.
Halfway through & I changed the rules.
hmmmm.... interesting. Hadn't really thought of it that way before.
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You can feel safe if YOU TRUST YOURSELF! Trust the choice you make and the life that you decide to live!
Um. Ouch. I guess I need to make that list with a "them" "life" & "me" column, don't I. I need to figure out what I need from everything. What I want from everyone of those things.
Guess which one is going to be the hardest one to do?
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Maybe the better way to look at this is...how can I be happy and maintain a sense of self, while waiting for what I really want in life.
By living the life I want and not waste my time *waiting* on anything? Or anyone? If I can't trust anyone until I trust myself, and I can't be happy with someone else until I am happy all alone--then waiting for anything is really counterproductive.
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Well if you trust yourself, then I guess you will trust who you choose to put something out there too. Oh...and by the way, shouldn't you be focused on you and not on someone esle. Just sayin...
I really just want to blow a raspberry your way for that one. but I won't because you are right.
Again.
I am starting to feel like I am living on a carnival midway. Specifically in the "House of Mirrors".
I'm going to need a hot dog & some cotton candy soon, please & thank you.
formerly known as "shelbel" Me 40, stbxh 40 DSs 9, 7 & 3 M9, T10 Stbxh is a diagnosed bipolar & an addict. The end.