My Deeper Story family is always so gracious to listen to my non-polished thoughts. To help me process and wrestle through ideas that are still just bumping around inside me. And it leaves me feeling safe enough to share some of my rawest thoughts in this sacred space.
Today is no exception.
Trust has always been a challenge for me. After my husband had a long-term affair with my friend, and then decided to leave… well, let’s just say my trust issues multiplied. Exponentially.
When sharing with a friend about how hard it is to bounce back from that and learn to trust again, she said, “Remember the people you can trust and focus on them.”
Solid words.
BUT…
Five years ago, I thought I could trust my husband. And I did.
See, my problem with trust isn’t when it’s misused by people I know I can’t trust to begin with. My problem is when those I believe I can trust, end up abusing it.
So I find myself living in this tension of the desire to dig deep, live all-in, and trust those closest to me, with the reality that all of us are fallible and anyone can fall.
Myself included.
I’m not really sure where it leaves me, except in a place of wrestling with who and how I should trust. What does healthy trust look like? How do I keep putting my heart out there after it’s been trampled by the untrustworthiness of those who should have been trustworthy?
As always, I have more questions than answers…
Have you dealt with this in your own life? How do you navigate trust after it’s been broken?
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