I don’t know why I let it get to me when someone won’t tell me something, it just makes me feel like they don’t trust me. It hurts, especially when it feels like the one I love does not trust me. I know it’s a touchy subject, I know it hurts but the only way for things to stop hurting or to stop hurting as much is to talk about them. That is one thing I learned from my mother. I guess even though I can be a closed person, I am an open book, at least more than most. Once I give you an ounce of trust, I will practically tell you anything. Maybe I shouldn’t be as open about a lot of things.