Distrust.
I have been chastised too many times for my honesty. I have been cast aside as a result more than once.
So, yes. I find it deeply fucking offensive when I am speaking only truth and I am disbelieved.
And what then can I do?
To argue against it only strengthens their view. That I am trying too hard to push this assumed "facade".
What can I do but remain choked in this noxious air of indignation?
This lack of trust has nought to do with me. To think I would be victim for that which long precedes...
The reality only vexes me further.
Still, my burden to avoid the cold shoulder. Keep this rift in our love from growing bolder.
It's early days; only the first blip.
I'll wait on recovery to determine where we'll head. What will be. How we'll shift.
