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His face got even darker. "You're texting him already" he said. "He texted me" I said. "I haven't responded yet" "Don't" Damian said. "Please don't respond to him" "Why not" I asked. "Give me one good reason" "Because......because I don't trust him" Damian said. "Something feels wrong about this" "You don't trust anyone" I said. "You see threats everywhere because you know what you did. You know you're capable of terrible things. So you assume everyone else is too"

I don't trust other people. They are fickle, prone to errors, and don't know what they are doing often. They are useless, tasteless, and should not pollute the air with their breath. The disdain I have for these people has been ingrained in me ever since I grew up from the small child phase and gradually discovered what the world is all about. I don't believe in the chance system either. People don't get two or three chances with me. One mistake and they're out.

” She said while stroking my hair. “I believed it. I did. Until this last week. This last week has truly shown me that I can not trust anyone. The only person that will be there for me is me. They do not want a broken mate like me. They only feel sadness for me, nothing more. I have only caused problems.” I sob out.

I mumble slowly as I can hear my voice tremble. Great. Just another person who is disappointed in me. I tried to hold back the tears. I am such a failure. No wonder my dad always doubts me all my life. No wonder he always questions everything that I do. Even a stranger whom I just know also feel the same. Can I even be trust? Can I even not disappoint anyone? Without me realizing it we are finally at my place. O quickly say my goodbye, “thank you for the ride.” I said trying my hardest to sound normal and not like about to cry.

I felt like I wasn't deserving of their trust and that I couldn't be trusted by anyone. I started to doubt myself and asked what was wrong with me. Do I not deserve their trust? I find it hard to trust them when they don’t trust me. Just thinking that my friends don't trust me strips all the confidence I have. It made me doubt myself. I don't trust myself anymore. I find it hard to trust other people, because how can I trust other people if I can't trust myself? I always ended up being betrayed by my friends. First Lexie, now the royalties. I can't help but think that I'm a bad friend because I can't even make my friends trust me. I'm so lame. In the depths of my thoughts, I did not realize

If fate has brought you here, then I have failed. A tear finally escaped, sliding slowly down my cheek. I barely noticed it. There is only one thing I ask of you. Do not trust anyone simply because they claim they loved me. Not my friends. Not my enemies. Not even those who swear they are protecting you. I looked up instinctively. Marcus. Sebastian. The guards. Gabriel. Mercer. Luca. My grandfather had just warned me about every single person surrounding me. Trust is earned. Never inherited. I whispered the words aloud.

"Or maybe they are going to give you a break for you to let down your guard. There's only one thing you can do now: just keep yourself vigilant and don't trust anyone." I frown a little. Don't trust anyone. That's something that I've heard a couple of times in my life, but I don't expect to hear it from her. "I was joking. What about you?" I ask. The question has been hanging in the air for quite a while now, and only now do I voice it out. There is silence, thick, suffocating silence. But she speaks again now, words harsh: "Don't trust anyone, not even me."

"Are you scared or what?" I nodded my head negatively, "Forget about me, just tell me what these three mantras are about." "The first on the list is this, people can be trusted, but not everyone should be trusted." I stared at her in shock. That's really a hard mantra to believe, people can't be trusted. If you do, you will definitely end up being hurt in the end. "Sorry, I don't believe this Sandra, how on Earth am I supposed to believe this when I have been hurt by people close to me," I said, snapping my fingers across her face.

"I'm troubled." He told her the entire matter. Lai felt that it was easy. "You say you trust this grandpa. Then you trust him. Bjt blind trust is not good. Sometimes the enemy is in our midst so you don't have any final result till you try to know. Just find it. You wouldn't feel bad later if you missed something now." "I know. I just don't want to doubt my family. It's like I'm doubtful of everyone. It's paranoid."

Upon reflecting quite a while on this matter, I understand it is a flaw in my personality that is needlessly complicating my life on many levels and often hinders my development, both personally and professionally. First of all, my lack of self-confidence too often leads to a lack of trust in others. Many times, I found myself suspecting others of having hidden agendas when offering their friendship or help, or making a kind gesture. "Why would they want to help me?" "Why would they want to have a coffee with me? They must be after something!" I know I not only missed many opportunities this way, but, most importantly, that I may have hurt good people because of this way of thinking.