Here comes another one of thoes extremely vague posts that only the writer can truely appriciate the full meaning behind the words.

Past few days I have been contemplating on my father's words spoken about a week ago concerning how people should not fully believe in anything without a hair of doubt or skepticism. It was something to do with my mother and her easily pursuaded opinion of people. She has a way of liking someone or disliking someone by projecting one particular act that she views as admirable or abominable from a person to his or her whole personality while prompty forgetting the past acts of that person.

A single word from someone she views as trustworthy can ruin her opinion of another. If viewed positively one can say she is the most faithful of my family. For when she believes, she may believe without any reservations.

Father on the other hand, is a man who loves to argue, loves to contradicts the conventional believes. And in sense, he trusts nothing, because everything to him is two faced. When he says he believe in something, it means he believes with reservation, he can never completely trust anyone or fully believe anyone's intentions are entirely virtuous.

Both personalities have their draw-backs but you cannot say which is truely better. Betrayal undoubtedly affect the faithful much more than the faithless. Yet, without a doubt, those who cannot trust anyone or anything fully is bound to the pain of loneliness that the ability to trust no one but yourself invariably bestow.

I am afarid my father's words have poisoned my mind, and in many ways, I find myself as suspicious as I am trusting. I truely wishes to trust, believe in the beautiful words of those around me, but how can I when my father's warnings ring non-stop in my heart? Yet, IF they are true, IF those words are not in any ways white lies, IF I fully believe in them... I imagine I would be happy, much more happy than I am now.

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