Have you ever trusted someone with every fiber of your being despite the numerous times the person let you down? Accepted the countless, remorseless apologies of how sorry (s)he was for the act committed when really the apology was merely an empty gesture that redeemed some type of your allegiance back?
Unfortunately, I have. But I never could give up. The friendship meant too much to me. I’d put too much work into holding it together, always letting go of the previous incidents where the trust had been agitated, each time diminishing it just a little more, until now where it has been tarnished beyond repair.
I would guess most would agree when I say we can’t hold onto relationships of any sort when trust is no longer present, when that trust has been tested time and time again only to fail each of those times. But what do we do when still a shred of us wants to continue the relationship? At what point should we tell ourselves to let go or keep holding on when we know things won’t ever change? This is my dilemma.
Just recently, I learned the importance of honesty, how it can set you free from yourself and the thoughts held captive in your mind, the things you so desperately want or need to tell the people in your life but won’t dare utter aloud for fear of rejection, hurting someone’s feelings or whatever fear that might be. The truth, I’ve found, is an addiction once you’ve discovered it and can only create a stronger relationship and encourage the trust present to continue building itself.
I am grateful for this lesson, for it is one I can carry with me, let it empower me when I know I have the strength to be truthful instead of accepting cowardice as an easy solution. I only wish more people accepted and practiced this ideology of truth.
