Whilst in refuge we met as a group to discuss our different experiences and one of the ladies said she would never ever trust another man. I thought about this for a moment and realised that I felt very strongly about this: If I spent the rest of my life refusing to trust; closed my heart and mind to the possibility of friendship and love then wasn’t I still allowing my ex to control my life? In deciding to trust again I took back that last little bit of control x
I think it’s important to trust ourselves to make good decisions. Rather than putting trust in someone else to care as much about our feelings as their own.
It’s about understanding what we want from a relationship too. In my case I’m open to the idea of a relationship but strictly on my terms. I have no wish to share my living space with a man. We all know how that goes. Automatically women becomes the domestics, the carers, the worriers. I intend to have my cake and eat it. But if that doesn’t happen I’ll still be content.