Once Bitten, Twice Shy

I have finally understood the old adage “once bitten, twice shy”.

Recently, my inherent belief in the goodness of people was shaken to its core which led to a feeling of betrayal and foolishness for having allowed deceptive connections that hinder a true communion of souls. Over the course of the last few months we have discussed the basis of friendship and love, in these parts, with mixed impressions and perspectives and it finally dawns on me to be true to myself and sift out the undesirables.

Time and time again I try to comprehend the complexity of the human spirit in order to explain how we measure our sense of self and share our vulnerability with idle strangers who were, in the end, not worth the care we lavished on them, yet we are not willing to be equally generous with those who truly give another meaning to sweet surrender. Is it a case of emotional detachment with those who would, given the chance, make our souls blossom and a misplaced case of being a commitment phobe?

Indeed, it feels quite appropriate to take stock of the hurtful and needless agony that have constituted some relationships in the past decade and embrace new adventures with a light heart instead of wallowing in a vicious circle that stunts personal development and joy.