Hospital
In a strange hospital there are three kinds of terminally ill patients, one kind refuses to acknowledge they're sick, one kind knows they're sick and celebrates, the last kind takes the medicine.
Grace
I love you when you're good, I love you when you're bad.
But if you never trust me then this love can't be had.
Trust
How much does trust depend on evidence, and how much of it is a leap with understanding coming from the resulting experience? I don't know.
It's foolish to trust someone completely without knowing them and having seen some of their proven character, yet it's equally foolish to doubt everything and always distrust people on contact.
Distrust is often a result of pain, being disillusioned by the past, and bitterness. To break this cycle of death unconditional love is required. But people who can't trust anymore usually don't allow themselves to accept this initially. Keep persevering.
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