Giimli86
Super Freak
Betrayal can only come from those who we deem to be our friends.I often ask myself how and why people who end up showing themselves as being not what I perceived/wished them to be, could hurt me to this degree. I try to give people the benefit of the doubt, to want to see good in them. And in my heart, I did see good at one time. I did. I don't see it now, but at the time I did.
I have struggled with this sort of darkness for quite some time. And told myself years ago, that it would probably be best if I keep myself to myself. That to open up and let someone get close would be a mistake, and I should spare them my internal battle. That because of it, I'd convinced myself that despite trying to have a good heart, I wasn't meant to be known, accepted, even loved. I tell myself that, then and now.
To think that someone actually wanted to get to know me. That they cared. That I meant something to them and that I was worth something. Well, that struck a chord within me. Having denied myself for years, and then meet someone who I thought I could actually be close to, allow myself to be vulnerable with, to feel again. It felt good. It was a relief. A sense of hope and purpose. For all too brief a moment, I felt those things.
And how we perceive things is only our view of things, its not theirs.
We all have some kind of values of how we look at life, what we think is important, what we appreciate, what we hold on to as core values, yours or mine is not the same as the next person to you.
As it was mentioned above love and peace can only come in the first place from yourself and if you have that then there is barely anything that can hurt you really deep.
Loving and caring about someone always means that we become vulnerable, its part of the love package so to say.
But it means at the same time that you cared and you loved and you have a soul and heart man.
And whatever anyone does to you, if you stick to your values and you stay true to yourself then you are a good person because you did give yourself.