Hey Pandas, What's The Reason You Have Trust Issues? (Closed)

that is a phenomenal question. part of it could be that my mother puts seemingly my entire life on the internet (fb, twitter, etc.) so i just kind of learned to keep the important things to myself. also had to switch schools often due to gifted programs, so i never trusted the people at said schools. i opened up once to a friend, who ratted me out to the school counselor, who ratted me out to my mother, who asked if she needed to call a mental hospital (it's a long story). i've never trusted my parents. they never did anything to break my trust, i just dont trust them. but whatever happened has made it really hard for me to open up. even my closest friends wont hear when im suffering. i dont want to be seen as depressed all the time. i dont trust anyone but one person, and she dented my trust recently. oh well, have a nice day everyone :)

Lots of reason.

1. I was a marketing minor in college and the courses I took showed me how you can never trust any kinds of surveys, market research, or polls as they're all carefully worded to get the answers they want.

2. Fifteen years in telephone customer service taught me that lots of people want to try and scam for as much free stuff as they can get.

3. People in general. I mean, just look at them.

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My parents. As a kid I was super clumsy and often when I messed up or broke something, they would start yelling st me and pre-emptively punishing me. The basically forced me to say that I did it on purpose and then they continued with punishing me for lying to them at first.
It happened twice, which isn't a lot, but i was pretty young when it happened and it's really affected me a ton. I think it's also part of why I have anxiety, whenever I mess up I instantly start panicking and trying to figure out how ill fix it before people notice because I don't trust people to believe that something was an accident

Bad former friends

A guy I went to high school with spent an entire semester making me think that he liked me. Turns out that it was a joke. He never really liked me, he was messing with me because he knew that I liked him.