It frustrates me knowing that I voluntarily surrendered certain personal information about my life to people. I’m referring to the people that you realize down the road didn’t deserve to know that little part of you and didn’t deserve even the smallest bit of trust you placed in them by sharing those things. My frustration is not out of fear that these individuals would abuse it or share it with others, but just the fact that they know. It feels as if they now have a tiny piece of you and you’ll never be able to take it back from them.
I know there is nothing I can do to change it and these people probably have not given it a thought since, but it still crosses my mind from time to time. And it just makes me more and more difficult to trust people enough to really connect with them.
This. So much this.