I have trust issues. I don’t trust people. Whenever I do I feel like I get my heart stepped on, trampled. I wonder where it stems from? I wonder if it is from when I was a little kid in my mothers womb and my twin brother ate all the food. I wonder if he was the first person I trusted over and over again and continued to get hurt. I wonder if it matters? Do I have to trust people? Can I still open up to them? I wonder if I can let that part of me go and build honest loving relationships. Everyone isn’t perfect so why should I even try to trust them. These are things I wonder this morning.