Tuesday, November 13, 2012


I often trust too much. I trust too soon. And, I trust those who deserve it the least. Upon coming to this realization, I have spent a lot of time trying to decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing. On one hand, I get hurt a lot more than the average person. But, on the other hand, I get to see—if only briefly—the good in people that would otherwise go unrecognized.
I do not think that trust is a trait born of ignorance or of naivety. Instead, it is a trait born of a compassionate, tender hearted soul. Trust is not about letting others take advantage of you; but, it is about believing the best of people. It is about seeing past the flaws and scars of another and taking part in the genuine exchange of human emotion. Trust, then, is essential to understanding and to truly interacting with another person.
Just think about it. If we live life as cynics, we miss out on so many beautiful moments. We do not hear the sincerity in someone's voice. We do not get lost in a far off dream. We miss out on catching the light in someone's smile as they talk about what they love. We lose all sight of possibility, and we drift slowly into a world devoid of anything special, unique or magnificent. Only darkness, doubt and bitterness remain when we lose the ability to trust.
Why, then, do so many people so easily say, "I have trust issues?" The answer is simple enough. The painful moments of life have left no one untouched. No heart is free of scars, and each of us carries our own demons. Some have been left, lied to, cheated, or abused. Others have been fed the lie that they do not deserve anything good for so long that they have started to believe it. The truth is that we are all the walking battered, bruised and broken. We have all had our share of hard life lessons.
But, is it really a badge of honor to be so jaded by the hardness of the world? Sure, the hardened hearts may escape some of the pain that comes with letting someone into their lives or into their hearts. Yet, if they cannot trust, they can never escape the pain of loneliness or the looming shadow of doubt. Furthermore, if we cannot trust, how can we believe in love, in dreams, or that good exists? I think that the true feat—the true badge of courage—is to look the painful moments of life in the eye, acknowledge the depths of your scars, and remain tender hearted.
Am I suggesting that blind trust and blind giving of the heart are the smartest options in life? Certainly not—but, I am suggesting that maybe the world would be a little better off if there was a little more faith in our fellow people and a little less doubt. Perhaps, if we could open our eyes to the sincerity and beauty within each other—instead of looking at each other through the doubt-tinted lenses of our own pain—perhaps, then we could avoid hurting each other just a little bit. And, maybe it's idealistic to believe, but maybe some hearts just need to have someone place a shred of trust in them. Maybe, with an ounce of trust, the most wounded hearts could begin to see and believe that they do deserve more.
Essentially, I believe that trust is the root of everything real in life—relationships, friendships, dreams, faith, and love. It is imperative to truly live a beautiful and fulfilled life. So, although it hurts at times, I will not allow the world to harden me, in spite of its seemingly pointed attempts to leave me jaded, angry, and doubtful. I will trust in hopes that beauty in life does exist, and I will walk from the wreckage of failures, heartaches, and mistakes with my head held high. Quite simply, the tender hearted in the world are the dreamers, the beauty seekers, and the believers. I will not let life's storms steal my faith, my trust or my hope. Therefore, I shall trust.
Trust is beautiful, and there is good in each of us that deserves to be trusted.

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