Quotes About Trust Issues Novels & Stories

Lui's part of a political family and they're using their connections just to ruin their enemy's life. "If I told you, would you listen?" he asked. Hindi ako nakasagot. Hindi ko kailangan ng explanation. Ang gusto ko, ligtas siya. Naglakad siya palapit sa'kin at hinawakan ang mga balikat ko habang tinitingnan ako nang mabuti sa mga mata. "I just did that because I want you to live without someone threatening you. Without feeling afraid of trusting someone. Your trust issue is getting worst, Mon. How can you live peacefully with that?" tanong niya pa at ako naman ang hindi nakakibo kasi tama siya e. Limited lang ang kinakausap ko, ang taong napapalagay ang loob ko. Kapag nasa labas ako, takot

Iginala ko ang tingin sa paligid at do'n ko napagtanto kung gaano karumi at kakalat ang k'warto ko. "Ulit-ulit ka sa mga sinasabi ko girl! May trust issues ba tayong dalawa,huh? Kanina ka pa,e." "Ano pa?"Kahit naman ayokong marinig ay gusto ko pa ring malaman dahil papatayin ako ng isip ko sa pagtataka.

she said. Hindi ko alam ang mararamdaman ko para sa kaniya, napaka-sakit malaman iyon at makita mo ng iyong dalawang mata. “It’s okay we understand, but hinayaan mo ba siyang mag-explain?” I asked. Baka kasi accident lang iyon. “Hindi na, wala na rin naman iyon patutunguhan kung mag-explain siya sa’kin. Masiyado lang din ako masasaktan,” she said. I know she has having a trust issue but look binigay niya ang buong tiwala niya kay Lazarus but look what destined made to them. Betrayals. I hate betrayals.

Nauutal kong sabi kasabay ng pag-iling ko. "Please give me another change... Trust me, trust me Yukizia I'm serious." He demanded. "Hindi kasi iyon kadali para sa akin na magtiwalang muli, for me. Trust is like a plates once It's broke it's hard to replace," I said looking at his eyes and I can see the painful in his eyes.

“May I join you? You both look like you could use a friend.” He sat down, a calming influence in their chaotic world. He wasn’t a hacker or an architect. He was a teacher. He listened to their story, not with judgment, but with a quiet understanding. He didn’t question the absurdity of it all. He simply listened, his hand resting on the table, a silent promise of support. “Love is a wonderful thing,” he said, when they had finished. “But trust… trust is the foundation. And sometimes, you need a new foundation. A different kind of foundation.”

But, then again, as always I don’t really care at all because for me, their opinions don’t matter—it never did and gladly, he seems not to mind the malicious rumors circulating around us, too. “Damn it, you bunch of fools! Why do all of you have to be so unworthy of my trust? Ang simple-simpleng bagay lang ng hinihingi ko sa inyo pero hindi niyo pa maibigay sa akin ng maayos! I just need you to be trustworthy! I just need your damn loyalty! Iyon lang ang hinihingi ko pero ano’ng ginawa niyo? Sinira niyo ang tiwala ko! Pinagmukha niyo ako’ng gago at tanga! Mahirap bang ibigay ang respeto at loyalty na hinihingi ko sa inyo?”

Tumayo ako at kinuha ang bag ko. “I need to go now,” sambit ko. I won’t tell him. I can’t trust him. I’m sorry, but no matter how hard I try to consider him as someone trustworthy because he’s my friend, I still can’t bring myself to fully trust him. I can’t trust anyone. I have no idea who to trust. “What about our meeting, Jade? I’m sorry. Sobrang importante ba? We can talk about it now...” aniya at lumapit sa akin.

Uminom ako ng kape at sumandal. “Pasensya na sa pagsisinungaling. Nagsinungaling ako sa maraming bagay, kaya naging mahirap para sa ating pagsamahin ang kasal natin. Nahirapan kang magtiwala sa akin.” Tumango ako, “Pero nagkaroon din ako ng mga pagkakamali. Nagkaroon ako ng mistrust issues dahil sa hindi magandang karanasan ko. Totoo, nakakita na ako ng sapat, at sinabi ko, natutunan ko na ang mga leksyon ko, hindi ko na uulitin ang parehong pagkakamali. Nawalan ako ng tiwala sa mga babae.”

Like Ma’am Dela Cruz always told us during fire drills, except this felt less like a drill and more like the whole building was already burning. Death moved toward the window. “Wait,” I said. He paused. “Does he hate me?” The question slipped out before I could stop it. Small. Embarrassing. Too honest. Death looked back. “No.” My throat tightened. “But he doesn’t trust you,” he added. Of course. There it was. The part that mattered more. “How do I fix that?” “You don’t fix trust,” Death said. “You earn it. Slowly. Usually after failing.”

Ngunit mas lalo lang bumagsak ang mga pag-asang pinipilit kong buhayin sa loob ko nang mabilis na nag-iwas ng tingin si Rusty at mariin lang na umiling. "I can't do that, Shella. Aside from the fact that John Louis is my friend, trust is the most important thing that anyone could offer. And once you've betrayed someone, it will be difficult for that person to give their trust again. Tiwala ni John Louis ang nasira, Shella, kaya bakit ko tutulungan ang isang tao na dahilan kung bakit nahaharap ngayon sa malaking problema ang kompanya ng kaibigan ko? Kaya no, I can't help that person, Shella. Hindi-" "Hindi magagawa ni Lawrence 'yon! Alam ko at nararamdaman ko na hindi niya 'yon magagawa, sa k