What major event in your life has caused you not to trust as much as you do?

Fie.

I was raised around sarcastic uncles who took advantage of my childish gullibility and told me all manner of lies. I didn't know who to trust growing up. I finally learned to flex my sarcasm muscle to learn when other people were being serious, then when I finally unlearned to distrust, I learned how to soberly assess people for their trustworthiness.

I guess I grew up backwards in that regard.

For me, I used to have 4 pretty good friends. However, 3 of them passed away over the summer. One of them committed suicide, one of them got into a car accident, and one drowned. Needless to say it made me quite emotional. I already had pretty bad depression and that just made it worse. I started cutting and I didnt know what to do. I went to the one friend I had left and I told him everything, I begged for him not to tell, and he promised he wouldnt. He did. I know what he did just shows he cares, but now I dont feel like I can tell him anything that I wouldnt want my parents to know.

It's hard to trust once you learn that people, after a point, stop caring. It's not to say that all people are horrible and wrong and awful; it's just a part of human nature to get distracted, to find other things we feel are more worth our time. I stopped trusting people because I was severely depressed, in the closet, suicidal, and friendless, and everyone else went on about their lives, either not noticing, trying not to notice, or not caring, and I knew that even if I did show others how deeply I was hurting, eventually, they would stop caring. They'd tell me I was making a big deal out of things. That all the pain I felt wasn't worth crying over, and since everyone feels pain, it's not something we should worry about.

But even if people are cruel and hurtful and get distracted too easily, I couldn't find it in myself to stick everyone else into a category, to assume that I already saw right through them. No, we're not all perfect. Humans suck. But you can't focus so much on the bad things that you forget the good. Just because other people are scared to trust doesn't mean that you have to do the same. There are people out there who want to be trusted. You just have to look a little harder.

I was actually pretty lucky, I trusted easily until about the age of 20. I broke up with my first boyfriend of 4 years and it completely destroyed me.Now I'm older and wiser and a lot tougher.

I was hurt just to much and have seen almost everyone I love hurt by others that they though loved them.

My best friend was with a girl for years, they seemed perfect for each other, they were great together, they were going to get married, he was like a brother to me, and she became like a sister.Then one night when me and her were going out, she tries to hit on me, tries to seduce me. I was heartbroken. I had to tell him. It ruined them, and in some way ruined me. Everything seemed so perfect, but one of them still wasn't trustworthy, so it made me worry if anyone actually was.

My mother taught me that love is conditional, whimsical, and fickle. I fear attachment to people, and have never been able to maintain attachment to people, because I fear they don't really care about me, and will turn their back on me whenever it suits them.When you can't trust your own mother, you don't trust anyone.

i was watching TV when my dad came home drunk and he pinned me to the sofa and i have not trusted him ever since

My best friend left me for a guy she just started dating, and who had recently broken my heart. She got with him and they just starting hating me together and she trashed me with everyone we know, now im just really scared she might also tell people everything she knows about me.. I dont think i can trust any "friends" again....

the girl i loved, always cheated on me, and it kept on happening over and over again. she finally stopped but i couldn't trust her, as much as she persuades me, it doesn't help, so i quit the relationship and i have a hard time to trust anyone after that...