mindless musings: 081209 – GLOAT, SULK BROOD—IN ANY PARTICULAR ORDER...

So this is why I never plan and start to get excited about things, especially promises from people (although, I act that I am excited when they tell or promise me something). Though I try my best, if not my bestest, not to be such a pessimist, I just could not help it. The bitterness of broken promises are just too painful for me to bear. For me, it is hard enough not knowing whether things are likely to happen especially when you put so much time and invested so much emotion to it, adding to the pain and frustration would make it worse than one can conceive. I guess it all comes down to one thing—TRUST, and this is one of the many 'perks' of becoming someone with trust issues. People with such disorders are always quizzical and less easy going, they always have questions that require you to think and feel bad and put you down. They drag you down to the pit of their confusion. Although they do not show it, they in fact have some tiny specks of hope in them.