I just read this definition of trust and distrust by Charles Feltman.
Trust: “choosing to risk making something you value vulnerable to another person’s actions”
Distrust; “what is important to me is not safe with this person in this situation (or any situation).”
Below is an exchange of texts between S and I while I was at the wedding.
S – I am very surprised to find that I miss you (@4:55 while the vows were being said)
S- “You have planted seeds of doubt in my mind and now you forsake me? It’s all about the revenge for you?” (@ 11:44 pm, when I’d just come back)
I have no idea what the revenge referred to. It was the first text in hours, I had little or no cell phone coverage and anyway, was at a family wedding! Not checking my phone!!
My response: “I just got home from a beautiful wedding. I don’t know what is on your mind, but I told you there is no way back from your decision. Just let it go. I will always love you. I will never trust my heart to you. I’m going to sleep I’m exhausted.”
His answer was “Fuck you”.
This is 2 weeks after being dumped for the bimbo Betty Boop. The silent cheating conniving whore.
So… There you have it. I trusted him with my heart, big time. And he broke it. Irretrievably. Into pieces. Cruelly. Horribly. Childishly. Thoughtlessly. And so? I would never ever trust him again. Ever.
And his response was not accountability. It was fuck you.
I can still say I love the man he once was with me. I cannot say I love the man he is now. But I don’t trust either of them. I am only slightly trusting myself and my own judgement as it is.
I wish it wasn’t so, but it will always be, from that day forward.
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My God, what a jerk…. you are so better off without that abuse…
Wow.. Completely uncalled for an disrespectful. I’m sorry xo
I have no idea what brought it on. But I haven’t spoken to him since. I have blocked him, with no intention to unblock him. I think he’s terribly unhappy, and looking for someone to carry him out. BB is not going to do it for him, he knows I loved him enough to do it, but not now…. He wanted me to fall all over the fact that he missed me, had been thinking of me, had seeds of doubt. He discounts the fact that I had to climb out of the crater of his bomb by myself without a helping hand. I feel sorry for him, to be so alone. I don’t think it’s all he thought it would be.