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Trust is a delicate thing. If it is broken, it can rarely be repaired.
Trust. Something that could take years to build, could also vanish instantly.
Not too long ago, I fucked up.
For weeks, I thought about it. I tried to find a justification, a reason, anything. But, the reality was that I just fucked up.
For months, I didn’t say anything because I was too scared. Scared because I didn’t want to harm our friendship, but in doing what I did, I may have ruined it anyway.