I Don't Trust Anyone Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes because if only he knew what he had done to me in the past, then he wouldn't be singing the word 'Trust' in my hearing. But the thing was that I didn't trust anyone! All the people that I have placed my trust in had done nothing but let me down, they made me look like a fool and the only person that I placed my trust in was Conan. I knew that he had left me with doubt several times but if I were, to be honest, he was the only person that was reliable to me. "It isn't about you Bruce, it is about me and my trust issues. I don't place my trust in anyone so do you understand" I said hurriedly just to stop him from pressing the issue further.

I’m an ambivert, so I like my alone time but that doesn’t mean I don’t like going out. The reason I don’t trust anyone is not that something bad happened to me that’s not the case at all I had a normal childhood and everything. The reason is that my grandfather who was a retired army officer always told me to not trust anyone blindly not even my own shadow. He said that because when we trust someone we rely on them which is not a good thing because people can do anything for their own survival and that’s not a bad thing because it is an instinct.

i cannot trust anyone anymore. I've gotten preoccupied.i'm looking for a way to keep my city and my wife safe.i've gotten distracted and my men are beginning to notice, they don't have the balls to say it in my face anyway,but they look at me as if am a ticking time bomb ready to go off at any moment.

"I used to be invisible, Mike. I could walk down the street and no one noticed me. Now I can't leave the house without security." "Is that what bothers you most? The lack of freedom?" I think about it. The physical constraints are difficult, the planned routes, the security details, the constant awareness of cameras. But that's not the worst part. "It's the trust," I say finally. "I don't know who to trust anymore. People I barely know are suddenly reaching out, wanting to reconnect. Old classmates, distant relatives, people I worked with years ago. Are they genuinely happy for me? Or are they looking for a story to sell?"

But here he was, admitting that he was struggling with something—something bigger than business or family expectations. “I get that,” I replied softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s hard to trust people. I mean, really trust them. People say one thing, and then they do another. And over time, it gets harder to let anyone in. To believe that they’ll actually stick around, that they won’t just... disappear when things get tough.”

given by others for the almost three years I've been here is because that's what I want, as simple as that. I don't want to put myself close to others because I know that when I do that, I have to give trust and open myself like a book that can be read freely by others. And I don't want that. Most of all, that's what I hate the most. If there's one thing in this world that I couldn't just abruptly put in the palm of others that I just bumped into in the hallway with a warm smile drawn on my lips while telling them to keep and don't break it, that is "trust". 'You should not trust other people immediately because not all of them will be true to you.'

I wоuldn’t hаvе tо go thrоugh this. I саn’t say I’m ѕurрrіѕеd. Almost еvеrу mаn I рut my truѕt іn has lеt me dоwn, from thе mоmеnt I was fіrѕt аttасkеd, rіght uр tо thе present. I соuldn’t gіvе my truѕt еаѕіlу, but еvеn the lіttlе truѕt, I did оffеr wаѕ trаmрlеd.

I said to him. "You can't trust them! You can't trust Alpha Caleb and Ryan! You can't!" He almost yelled and I was forced to stop suddenly before turning to face him. "I never said I trust them! I don't trust it! Trust and get betrayed! I have learnt that the hard way! Was it mom? Or dad? Or papa? Or even Mia, who I thought was different from everyone in the world? They all betrayed me even with the amount of trust I had for them. I don't trust anybody, not you or Mary, not even Diana or Vanessa! I appreciate all your kindness but trust is a broken vessel beyond repair," I said to him, holding my tears before walking away.

The truth sat somewhere in the ugly middle. “I want one day where nobody asks me to choose a side in public,” I said. “And I want you to stop making big moves with my name attached unless I know first.” “I can do the second,” he said. “The first may not be in our control.” “Try anyway.” “Alright.” After we hung up I lay there listening to the house settle. Papa coughed once in the other room. A dog barked down the street. My phone stayed quiet, and the quiet felt unsettling.

I brushed off the feeling of guilt and said, "If they love you and have complete trust in you they wouldn't care who your friends are. They'll know your love and loyalty will always lie with them." "Not everyone has that type of confidence in themselves, Swan," Jericho pointed out, "everyone has their insecurities and, in this day and age where loyalty is extremely hard to come by and people gaslight you all the damn time, it's no wonder why so many individuals find trusting others so difficult." He had a point. Of course, he had a point. That point just made me feel a whole lot worse though.