With trust as an issue in my life it is rather ironic that I am doing and online diary; but anonimity is my friend and the only reason I can say any of this. Sometimes I keep even this kind of stuff from me; blocking what is painful and saying all is fine. I agree with my sister; fine is a tragic word in the english language. "How are you doing?" "Fine" Translation - life is more then I can bear today and I'm trying to tread water.
That's one of the things I have the hardest time with; I believe in the power of positive confession, but when I'm treading water, I cann't seem to pass up that life preserver, and say "I'm fine."