Trust in people is one of the major things I lost from my traumas. Both involved someone I trusted entirely turning out to be completely different. Now I feel like everyone must have some horrible secret from the guy next door to my own parents. Its hard for me to get close to anyone because I fear they won't be who they seem to be. I'll see some random innocent looking person in store and suddenly my mind will picture them doing something awful... and I figure that as long as I don't have to get emotionally close to anyone, its okay.

I think it is a struggle for my husband because even after knowing him for four years there is a terrified part of me that sometimes says "I don't know who you are!"

At the same time though, I know that humanity also has the potential to do great good. Even if everyone has something awful to hide good things still happen. Sometimes its just a matter of recognizing for myself that human beings are a mix of good and bad and I just need to find the people with more good than bad, or the people whose bad I can tolerate.