Many years ago, I dated a boy who completely broke me. Who treated me awful, saw other girls while dating me, lied about everything. I thought he was the one, I believed all of his lies about our future together.
My world revolved around him, in the end, he left me. Here I am, five years later, married to a wonderful man and raising a beautiful boy with him. But, I have days where I wear myself out worrying that he is hiding something. Worrying that he will leave.
Why is trust so hard to build again after being broken?