Trusting men doesn’t come easy for me.
I’ve had my share of infidelity in relationships. Men have lied to me and I was naive enough to believe them.
So, this Lucky Guy I’m dating travels about once a month for work. During his first four-day trip out of state, I started to freak out. We’re talking obsessive thoughts here, the kind that go:
“Why didn’t he text me right back?”
“Is he flirting with anyone at the after-hours conference party right now?”
Yeah, I got all jealous and remembering these thoughts right now mortifies me. One time, when he called me during a business trip, he sensed my insecurity over the phone. I spoke in short, soft sentences. I could tell that he’d had a couple of drinks, which kicked up my anxiety of having been with an alcoholic.
“Love, don’t take this the wrong way,” he said, “but you’re being a little weird.”
It hurt to hear him say that—but it was true. What the heck was wrong with me?
Well, I’m not alone. Many of my girlfriends say that this “monkey” often plays with their minds, too. Thinking of the past only brings up old regret and pain, they say. They’ve also reminded me that trust is a process. It takes time, right?
Have any of you struggled with trust, too?
Throw me a few words of wisdom, would you?
Originally published on SingleMomSeeking
