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		By: Thriveworks Administrator		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2021 18:05:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/comment-page-2/#comment-134281&quot;&gt;A Human&lt;/a&gt;.

Ah! Reply]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a rel="nofollow"href="https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/comment-page-2/#comment-134281">A Human</a>.</p>
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		By: A Human		</title>
		<link>https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/comment-page-2/#comment-134281</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[A Human]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2021 00:01:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[was 9 years old my mother went through multiple relationships and marriages and every time she was meeting a new person I gave them a chance i considered them but they never worked out and it always disappointed me because I really tried to give them a chance but it didn&#039;t work so years after she made a &quot;friend&quot; which whom she called babe, and baby, and honey, and sent him kissing emojis and heart emojis and winking emojis but claimed that he was a friend I didn&#039;t trust her obviously and then that same &quot;friend&quot; she confessed that they were interested in each other  but I disliked him and didn&#039;t give him a chance then I was doing my schoolwork on her computer cuz my sister was using mine when i closed the google classroom window it showed another window which was her messages on WhatsApp and it had a photo of her naked thigh (in Islam when you&#039;re a woman and you hit puberty you can only show your face, hands, and forearms to a man who you aren&#039;t actually married to) I talked to her about it and she lied then that only increased my hate for the man so then weeks after that i was doing my work on her computer again closed the window and it showed the last window open which was her messages in which she was complaining about a uti  and the guy said &quot;you&#039;re supposed to pee after you have sex&quot; she said &quot;I do baby I always do&quot; and he said &quot;even after i &#039;play&#039; with you&quot; and sent a heart emoji so I was furious and hated this guy and i talked to my mom about it she revealed that she was dating this guy and lying to us kids about it (even my 16 yr old sister and 14 yr old brother)  (dating is haraam and not permissible in Islam) she pretended to be modest and pretended to wear hijabs abound this guy just so we kids wouldn&#039;t know and when I was obviously upset with her she was mad at me she yelled at me and she directly called me selfish and worthless which I was self-conscious about at the time and she also didn&#039;t want my older siblings to know about it so I could never talk to anyone about how I felt then months after she told m and my brother to come to the table to do our schoolwork and i did so then she talked to her coworker about how she didn&#039;t want to have any more children but wanted to have sex  (in which her words were i want some d*ck) in front of the 9 year old (me)  i yelled at her she told me to mind my business but she was the one who brought me to the table to sit next to her and work and said it out loud in front of my face but she would talk crap about people who got abortion who wanted to mess with guys but not have kids or get pregnant but she was litterally just like them she also talked to us kids told us not to expose people and whatever happens in this house stays in this house but then she slandered u and back bited us to the same an the man she knew for less than 3 months she said to be modest and stuff to my older sibling and talked about not doing haraam things but she wasn&#039;t being modest she wasn&#039;t being respectful she wasn&#039;t being halal wasn&#039;t being a good person she was always being hypocritical and the thing i hated the most was hypocrisy i didn&#039;t trust her anymore and didn&#039;t know when to trust her anymore and i just stopped trusting her i just hated her and resented her just as i did the guy she was dating behind our backs and every night I just sobbed and cried and wished it would all just go away wished that i never existed that i didn&#039;t exist anymore boo!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>was 9 years old my mother went through multiple relationships and marriages and every time she was meeting a new person I gave them a chance i considered them but they never worked out and it always disappointed me because I really tried to give them a chance but it didn&#8217;t work so years after she made a &#8220;friend&#8221; which whom she called babe, and baby, and honey, and sent him kissing emojis and heart emojis and winking emojis but claimed that he was a friend I didn&#8217;t trust her obviously and then that same &#8220;friend&#8221; she confessed that they were interested in each other  but I disliked him and didn&#8217;t give him a chance then I was doing my schoolwork on her computer cuz my sister was using mine when i closed the google classroom window it showed another window which was her messages on WhatsApp and it had a photo of her naked thigh (in Islam when you&#8217;re a woman and you hit puberty you can only show your face, hands, and forearms to a man who you aren&#8217;t actually married to) I talked to her about it and she lied then that only increased my hate for the man so then weeks after that i was doing my work on her computer again closed the window and it showed the last window open which was her messages in which she was complaining about a uti  and the guy said &#8220;you&#8217;re supposed to pee after you have sex&#8221; she said &#8220;I do baby I always do&#8221; and he said &#8220;even after i &#8216;play&#8217; with you&#8221; and sent a heart emoji so I was furious and hated this guy and i talked to my mom about it she revealed that she was dating this guy and lying to us kids about it (even my 16 yr old sister and 14 yr old brother)  (dating is haraam and not permissible in Islam) she pretended to be modest and pretended to wear hijabs abound this guy just so we kids wouldn&#8217;t know and when I was obviously upset with her she was mad at me she yelled at me and she directly called me selfish and worthless which I was self-conscious about at the time and she also didn&#8217;t want my older siblings to know about it so I could never talk to anyone about how I felt then months after she told m and my brother to come to the table to do our schoolwork and i did so then she talked to her coworker about how she didn&#8217;t want to have any more children but wanted to have sex  (in which her words were i want some d*ck) in front of the 9 year old (me)  i yelled at her she told me to mind my business but she was the one who brought me to the table to sit next to her and work and said it out loud in front of my face but she would talk crap about people who got abortion who wanted to mess with guys but not have kids or get pregnant but she was litterally just like them she also talked to us kids told us not to expose people and whatever happens in this house stays in this house but then she slandered u and back bited us to the same an the man she knew for less than 3 months she said to be modest and stuff to my older sibling and talked about not doing haraam things but she wasn&#8217;t being modest she wasn&#8217;t being respectful she wasn&#8217;t being halal wasn&#8217;t being a good person she was always being hypocritical and the thing i hated the most was hypocrisy i didn&#8217;t trust her anymore and didn&#8217;t know when to trust her anymore and i just stopped trusting her i just hated her and resented her just as i did the guy she was dating behind our backs and every night I just sobbed and cried and wished it would all just go away wished that i never existed that i didn&#8217;t exist anymore boo!</p>
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		By: Teresa		</title>
		<link>https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-133362</link>

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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2021 15:12:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hello. My name is Teresa. As I sit here reading this entire article about trust, I thought to myself, wow!!! I have this very issue. You see, as a child of 10, I was forced into oral sex and manipulated by some kids I knew back in Ohio. It further, led me into doing things, I should not have done. I have been separated from my husband not once, not even twice, but three times. The first two times, I had left him, but this last time, he had left me, and we&#039;ve been separated ever since. Even been separated for almost 12 years. At first, the communication was there, but.. now, we no longer speak to one another. We&#039;ve raised four sons. One, of which, is in the custody of the state of Arizona. The other three, well, they live with me. They need to be on their own, but can&#039;t because, I lack the finances to be on my own. What must I do? 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello. My name is Teresa. As I sit here reading this entire article about trust, I thought to myself, wow!!! I have this very issue. You see, as a child of 10, I was forced into oral sex and manipulated by some kids I knew back in Ohio. It further, led me into doing things, I should not have done. I have been separated from my husband not once, not even twice, but three times. The first two times, I had left him, but this last time, he had left me, and we&#8217;ve been separated ever since. Even been separated for almost 12 years. At first, the communication was there, but.. now, we no longer speak to one another. We&#8217;ve raised four sons. One, of which, is in the custody of the state of Arizona. The other three, well, they live with me. They need to be on their own, but can&#8217;t because, I lack the finances to be on my own. What must I do?<br />
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		By: Quinton		</title>
		<link>https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-132715</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Quinton]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2021 22:38:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-132713&quot;&gt;Quinton McCree&lt;/a&gt;.

I have trust issues also because I have to call my parents if I ever any personal questions that I want to know about and it’s hard because it’s not normal .]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a rel="nofollow"href="https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-132713">Quinton McCree</a>.</p>
<p>I have trust issues also because I have to call my parents if I ever any personal questions that I want to know about and it’s hard because it’s not normal .</p>
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		By: Quinton McCree		</title>
		<link>https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-132713</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Quinton McCree]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2021 22:34:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hi my name is Quinton and I have trust issues because of my stepdad and I feel as though I can’t make relationships with any guys my age . I understand that with COVID and not being able to go to school that has an effect on making guy friends . I’m 20 years old and I’m in college .]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi my name is Quinton and I have trust issues because of my stepdad and I feel as though I can’t make relationships with any guys my age . I understand that with COVID and not being able to go to school that has an effect on making guy friends . I’m 20 years old and I’m in college .</p>
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		By: Racheal		</title>
		<link>https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-127702</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Racheal]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2020 03:57:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-125711&quot;&gt;Lynne&lt;/a&gt;.

I grew up waiting for my father to die. He was the best father I could ask for, but he was very, very ill. It&#039;s so hard to watch someone you care about go through something that they don&#039;t deserve. The best advise I can give you is that it&#039;s really, honestly, truly okay to think about yourself. Go see a therapist (if you&#039;re able to, I know there&#039;s a pandemic making stuff like this even tougher), connect with others online (spaces made for caretakers really helped me, especially the caretaker subreddit), understand that you can go through stages of grief, even when he&#039;s still alive.

It&#039;s going to be okay. Know that he cares for you so much, and let him know how much you love him. Something that may be hard, and I&#039;m mainly assuming here, but don&#039;t be afraid to talk about what happens after. Funeral plans, wills, and stuff like that hurts so much to think about, let alone talk about. But you don&#039;t have to do it all at once. And if you have that all planned, you have one thing off your mind when it does happen, and he can feel at peace knowing that you&#039;ll have one less thing off your plate.

Sorry this was so scattered, but I really do hope everything gets better. I hope you have wonderful days even during these times where so much is happening. Feel everything you need to feel, even the fear, and talk about it, because it&#039;s going to be hard, but you do have people there for you, I promise.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a rel="nofollow"href="https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-125711">Lynne</a>.</p>
<p>I grew up waiting for my father to die. He was the best father I could ask for, but he was very, very ill. It&#8217;s so hard to watch someone you care about go through something that they don&#8217;t deserve. The best advise I can give you is that it&#8217;s really, honestly, truly okay to think about yourself. Go see a therapist (if you&#8217;re able to, I know there&#8217;s a pandemic making stuff like this even tougher), connect with others online (spaces made for caretakers really helped me, especially the caretaker subreddit), understand that you can go through stages of grief, even when he&#8217;s still alive.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s going to be okay. Know that he cares for you so much, and let him know how much you love him. Something that may be hard, and I&#8217;m mainly assuming here, but don&#8217;t be afraid to talk about what happens after. Funeral plans, wills, and stuff like that hurts so much to think about, let alone talk about. But you don&#8217;t have to do it all at once. And if you have that all planned, you have one thing off your mind when it does happen, and he can feel at peace knowing that you&#8217;ll have one less thing off your plate.</p>
<p>Sorry this was so scattered, but I really do hope everything gets better. I hope you have wonderful days even during these times where so much is happening. Feel everything you need to feel, even the fear, and talk about it, because it&#8217;s going to be hard, but you do have people there for you, I promise.</p>
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		By: K		</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2020 04:50:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-125711&quot;&gt;Lynne&lt;/a&gt;.

I am sorry you are hurting at this time. I am sending you love and light. I am having a hard time with life too rn We will get through this.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a rel="nofollow"href="https://twx.atlantacounseling.com/blog/trust-issues/#comment-125711">Lynne</a>.</p>
<p>I am sorry you are hurting at this time. I am sending you love and light. I am having a hard time with life too rn We will get through this.</p>
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		By: Lynne		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lynne]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2020 04:35:39 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Married. Male female. 35 years. Pretty good relationship and communication. Financially secure
...but,,, my husband has a terminal illness. He&#039;s been in treatment 5 years. When will God take him ? My personality has changed from optimisic, happy, grateful and loving to. Isolationist. Antisocial and non trusting. We have young adult sons who are always with us. We function very happily as a close family. I have a beautiful happy little dog that keeps me company. I worry obsessively about life without my husband because he is terminal at 56. The world is rough and I am so afraid to be without him. I endured too many deaths.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Married. Male female. 35 years. Pretty good relationship and communication. Financially secure<br />
&#8230;but,,, my husband has a terminal illness. He&#8217;s been in treatment 5 years. When will God take him ? My personality has changed from optimisic, happy, grateful and loving to. Isolationist. Antisocial and non trusting. We have young adult sons who are always with us. We function very happily as a close family. I have a beautiful happy little dog that keeps me company. I worry obsessively about life without my husband because he is terminal at 56. The world is rough and I am so afraid to be without him. I endured too many deaths.</p>
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