I know that I carry a burden that time has inflicted concerning my trust of people to care for me and my feelings. I've lost some that I called friends, those that I trusted with my heart. Even those who share my blood are somewhat untrustworthy and self-preserving. So I wonder, how do you know who to trust, who will love you when you most need it? Some say they are "good judges of character," and I wonder how they know? Is it that I am lacking character judging skills and that some sort of dismissal system should be in place for those deemed unworthy of my adoration or care? Or is it that my journey consists of hurt and solitude? Maybe that my expectations and needs are too high and it is my own self that should be dismissed?
Such a bitter taste is left when one feels another, a "best friend," a part of "family," betrays the bond, hurts the core of someone else, finds themselves too busy to concern with the life of another. How, dear Bette, do you know who to trust? And, why does it feel like even your best friends are too busy to care?
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