Who do you Trust???

Trust, it is a word that holds different meanings to each and every one of us… some of us will agree and some of us will disagree on what the word “Trust” truly means, to me… it is pivotal in who I am…

Talking earlier about the first memory of violence before the age of 2…. it wouldn’t be until I was 6 years old, when the word trust started to gather meaning for me…. honesty and trust… something the christians shove down your throat as they rape and beat their kids… yep sounds about right…

When the shrink at Little Rock VA made the statement I didn’t trust anyone, he was dead on in that assessment… Trust is earned… I don’t buy into man-made sins… I buy into laws, ethics and morales… something christians have no clue about…

I can count on one hand the number of people I consider trust worthy, to a point… No one, not even hubby has my trust 100%, life had its say on that value… and hubby and kids know why if they think about it… you lash out and never apologize, well lets just say in my score book… you want me to believe any apology you offer… look into my eyes… and most won’t…

Those gray eyes of Margies turned a colorful hazel and change to green when Maggi is pissed or has you by the balls… It takes courage to admit your wrong doing, which is why trust is earned not given… most people will never own their behavior…instead they double down like the bigot Trump…. or Moore…

It is lonely in life, when you have no faith in your human fellows, including those that are close to you… survival is not dependent upon those we love or care about… Survival depends on reality and the fact humans are flawed…

I allow a few flawed humans into my world, not many… not because I don’t like people… because, Margies journey is more important than any other human out there… 26 people in Texas died so Margie could live again… their deaths were senseless… but it gave life to a child that died, because another child was born….

Trust is earned, not given… no matter who you are… and only one person has earned my trust and that is not 100%…. it takes a life time to build… it takes only a random moment in time to destroy…

Trust…

TimesUp #MeToo

I Remember…. Margie…

Author: Adorable Spite

Domestic violence is an old song, sung thru the ages like a hymn and purported to be the way christians live their lives... full of deceit, hate, bigotry and most of all fear... It is that fear that cost me my virginity, my soul and most of all my humanity... I had to fight to keep the christians hands off my soul, but they stole from my body and so did the U. S. Air Force... Rape and attempted murder... but image was more important... Vance AFB and Webb AFB... #WhyIDidntTell #MeToo TimesUP, Circle of Silence is no more....