Small little insecurities.
All join up and form big complexes.
These are the things everyone needs to work on, rather than your careers, your future. You're not going to have a future if you can't clear out your emotional clutter. It could be about physical appearance, about wealth, about anything. You're never truly free unless and until you work on this.
Trust. I hate that word. I hate it because it means that I'll have to believe someone without proof. People can change, you know. Within a day. A second, even. I believe that. I believe, that except for my family, people will betray me, somehow, someway. I can't trust. Everybody thinks I'm candid, open. Whatever I do tell people, it's things that don't matter to me at all.
I wish I could stack up every phone call, every word, every sentence that an individual has said and use that as the reason to trust them. But that's not always the case. You need to go with your instinct, and you need to remember that everybody has their bad days. What they do then, or what they do sparingly, isn't who they are. Especially when you've known them for so long.
I don't trust people. And even though I must have 15 insecurities lined up in my mind, that's the one I have to fight to get rid of.
