I trust Will blindly.
I know for a fact that I can.
I’m 100% certain that he cares about me as a friend.
That’s why he is my best friend.
Even if we speak or not speak.
That’s irrelevant.
It’s the same with my therapist Kruti.
We have a professional boundary.
But I know for a fact that I can trust her.
Again, I’m 100% certain.
With Ginny.
I’m 100% certain she’s the one.
It’s a fuck yes.
There’s no one else for me.
I don’t want anyone else.
People in my close circle are in my close circle for a reason.
I learnt the hard way that people can’t be trusted.
I don’t trust people easily.
I’m friendly and kind.
I have basic platonic love and respect for everyone as a part of my community and society.
But I don’t accept people in my life easily.
I observe, notice and study everything.
Silently.
I notice more than what people realise.
I’m good at reading people to a certain extent.
My family behaved the way they behaved because of misunderstandings and preconceived notions.
Now that it’s cleared.
They are good to me.
I forgave them long ago.
I trust them too.
Because at the end of the day they are good.
My nieces are like my own kids.
I care for them like my own.
I don’t have the stamina to be with them all the time.
Because kids are too active and need constant attention.
I don’t have that capability to engage constantly.
I’m physically weak.
I’m just mentally strong.
So yeah.
My point.
I don’t trust people easily.
I have a close-knit circle.
I’m happy and content with my life.
I’m not interested in anything.
I’m not looking for anything from anyone.