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.