He didn’t seem threatening, yet I had spent six months fighting the urge to trust him. At one time, I’d inherently trusted people, but experience is the best teacher, and even the most trusting child, with enough provocation, can grow into an adult who’s always wary—even as she hides behind open smiles and friendly conversation.
Trust So easily broken. So wickedly hard to repair.
Deep the scars of iron bars when oft we're laid so low young or old, scared or bold light takes time too grow ~TF