Breathe in, breathe out...

Here's what I like: trust.
I never really knew what trust was until this past year. 2010 Did me right. I learned more about faith and trust and hope in one year than I had in any of my other years of existence. Why is life unfair? Why do some people know how to trust their whole lives? Why didn't I get that? Is it my fault? Am I predispose to be cynical? I think not. I believed whole heartedly that Peter Pan could rescue me... I trusted him until I was 8 and someone convinced me that he was just made up. I never could trust people though... I think it's my biggest downfall. I still have a hard time. I still ask people to promise and I tryto believe them but I always whisper to myself that they won't hold up their end so I don't feel disappointed. I suppose it's a little selfish of me. I wonder sometes if my lack of trust in others hurts more than just me, and I'm sure that it does I just have never had someone point it out to me. I sit and wonder all the time if my distrust is as loud on it face as it is in my head. I don't really blame anyone, and no one has anything to prove to me but I wish I could trust like I've seen people trust me.