To trust is hard when one is betrayed in one’s trust, over and over again — by so many people. It’s even harder when the person you’ve trusted betrays you twice. Or even thrice.
Even if we love that person very much, it’s then probably about time to leave that person, to take a fair distance. And that’s without any doubt a very painful emotional process.
It doesn’t mean we can’t get back in touch with that person, over time, but it surely means that something has been broken. The relationship will never be the same again and will most probably never reach the intimate level it had before.
In fact, all the intimate relationships in our lives that broke off, break something in our trust. Simply because an intimate relationship is built upon trusting each other.
It feels then that all the kind words of love have been proven worthless. Well, maybe they were a sort of real at the time, but they didn’t stand the pressure of time.
As a result, the older we get, the more cautious we get — with giving our trust. We close up. Out of fear. To be betrayed again in our trust. And getting into new relationships becomes increasingly harder.
Sure, it’s said that “time heals all wounds,” and I agree that time does its wonders, but time certainly doesn’t heal all.
There are some wounds we live with, even if the pain has become an almost unnoticeable part of our daily lives. Others remain a burning ache all our lives, waking up in the morning with it and going to sleep while being remembered by them.
But certainly — pain means that we love. That we trusted. If there’s one advantage to it then it’s that we remember that we’re alive. That we are able to love. Because when all pain is gone, absent, all our love is gone with it.