Re: trusting others

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: First of all, are you sure you weren't just typing about my experience a few years back? ;) : : I have rarely ever opened myself up to any others because I could never trust anyone. : I still don't. : : I only opened myself up to one person my whole life and that was this past last year. : : Of course that was also the biggest mistake I ever made my whole life. : : It killed me and my confidence and trust in the idea of "love". I once again, am back to normal, in no longer believing it exists, but only as a figment of one's imagination. : Well, never believe anybody who says they love you until after they've stuck with it for at least 2 years and even then accept it very cautiously. Never ever believe an ENTP if he tells you he loves you, he'll just get bored with you in no time. Speaking from experience here. : : It's just that before, very unlike right now, I never had any real kind of hard, concrete, hard evidence and proof that "romatic, true love" does not really exist after all, but only as a fairy tale, a kind of comic cruel 'joke', that if could ever exist in the first place, only would be nothing but a kind of cruel, evil, bitter trap for the unitiated to get suckered into and learn the hard way. : : I guess after just one God awful cruel evil experience like this is all one really has to have to learn one's lessons though. : It's too bad I'm still a romantic on some level and keep hoping it would exist somewhere. It is cruel, though, love will twist the knife in you whether it's when you don't yet know if the other person loves you or after he/she has told you that he doesn't love you "anymore". The middle part is blissfully ignoring reality, as far as I'm concerned. : : "Love" as in "true love" does not exist. Only figments of one's imagination does. : : Always beware. : : Keep eyes wide open at all times. : : If you ever risk them shut, you will get stabbed. : : Nailed in the head. : : With a hammer. : Now if only someone had told us that before our experiences with "love", eh? Though it wouldn't have made any difference, I ignored all warnings of "first loves usually never end up happily" while I was still in the middle of the situation. It took me over a year to get over it, especially as I later learnt that he'd bumped into his next girlfriend 3 days after I left (we lived in different towns) and then moved in with her about 1,5 months after they'd met. Charming. I knew him for over 6 months and all I got was "maybe we should just be friends".

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