Such a little word, isn't it? But with such big implications.
As a child, we just kinda 'know' that our parents will be there to care for us, to feed us, bathe us, catch us when we fall, wipe away our tears. This simple understanding lays the basis of our trust relationships throughout our lives.
For most of us, our first experience of broken trust comes on the school playground: a harsh word spoken by a friend, a promise broken, a secret revealed. But, for most of us, these instances teach valuable lessons regarding friendships, respect and integrity. Even in these difficult times, we find a lesson to learn.
The most painful lessons in broken trust come from the people we care most about. One bad relationship can ruin our ability to trust for years. And if the person we finally open up to, betrays our trust again, well then chaos generally ensues.
Making the decision to try rebuild a trust so deeply broken is not one to be taken lightly. It takes hard work and commitment from both parties. However, I have come to realise that sometimes we need to let go of the fear ad worry for our own benefit. By clinging on to whatever happened, we are merely allowing that fear to dictate our lives. Sometimes, you need to forgive someone, not because they deserve forgiveness, not because you think what they did is right, but because you deserve peace.
For someone with anxiety, that is often easier said than done. We overanalyse, overthink, expect the worst. But, especially in my specific case, I think the person deserves a second chance, and I know, more importantly, that I deserve peace.