I've eaten my share of crow. I can't count the times I've wanted to go back and do something over or get the forgiveness and another
chance from someone I've hurt. We've all
done stupid stuff or screwed up in a relationship, but sometimes it’s best to
just accept what is and move the hell on!
A mistake is one thing but a lie is a different story. I will forgive anyone who does me wrong, but
that is just it… I FORGIVE, I don't trust them ever again. Nowhere in my universe are the words forgive
and trust used interchangeably, so being cordial or even exchanging a laugh is
NOT the damn yellow brick road to Oz!
There are no magic words that can be said to repair the void broken
trust leaves with me. So now, the word
“friend” is something I rarely use! I
know thousands of people, but VERY FEW do I consider friends because to me a
friend is someone you can really trust and they also trust you!
Unfortunately for some, my thoughts are the same when it
comes to the man in my life. When I was
about twenty or twenty-one, an older woman told me “If a man cheats on you, that doesn't mean he doesn't love you. Cheating for a man has nothing to do with
love. Some men cheat just because they
can. Some cheat because they like the
attention. Some cheat because they are
miserable at home, but I don't know any man that cheated only because he didn't love the woman he had at home. They
don’t think that deep into stuff.”
Her words resonated with me from that moment. For that reason, unlike
most women, I will forgive a cheater quicker than a liar. The issue for me is
not the physical act, but the reason behind it.
When a man gets caught and tells lie after lie to try to
make things right, will let him lie and think he’s gotten away with his
creative story. ONLY because I'm pissed that he’s insulted my intelligence and
hurt that he didn't care enough about me to be honest or trust me enough to
know I could forgive a mistake. Like every
other woman on Earth, I’ve fallen for the crying and “baby I'm sorry” like
every other woman, but not because I believe he had changed, but because I didn't want to change. The fear of
starting over with someone else just wasn't worth the headache.
I learned a LONG time ago, not to speak when I’m really
upset or angry. I have eaten too many of
my own words and I REALLY don't like the taste of crow, besides there are no
words to make it right after the trust is broken. I don't believe people change after they mess up.
People change when they WANT to change.
They change when they want something different. Some people DON'T change. If I don't SEE the change BEFORE someone
tells me they're different, they may as well save their breath, because I won’t
believe it! Crying the Nile does
nothing. The “take me back because I’ve
changed speech” does not work. Buying
cars, jewelry, flowers and clothes won't convince me either.
A changed person is a new person that has accepted their
mistakes and vows to not make the same ones again. I will be cordial to them, but I still would
not place my trust in them again.
Trusting that person with my feelings, secrets, fears and heart is a big
risk. Maybe the fact that trust is the window to my soul is the reason I'm not
willing to take a chance on them again.