Chapter 7 – Trust Your Own HandsDear future me,I know you.I know your heart is kind, and your mind is open.That is why you have been hurt.You trusted people who did not deserve it.You believed words that were only sweet on the outside.You gave your time, your energy, your love —and they took it,but they didn’t take care of it.Now, here you are.You are standing,but your trust is broken.Not just trust in them,but trust in yourself.I know the thoughts in your head right now:“What if I am wrong again?”“What if I choose another person who hurts me?”“What if my feelings cannot be trusted?”These “what ifs” are heavy.They make you question every step.They make you check every door twice before you open it.But listen, future me —you are not broken.You are healing.And part of healing is learning to trust yourself again.When someone hurts you, it is easy to think,“I should have seen the signs. I should have known better.”But remember —kind people are not foolish because they trust.Kind people are only foolish when they stop trusting themselves.You saw good in them because you have good in you.That is not a weakness.That is your strength.The problem was not that you trusted —it was that you trusted the wrong ones for too long.So here is what I want you to do:Start with small promises to yourself.Wake up when you say you will.Drink water when you say you will.Finish that little task you’ve been avoiding.Every time you keep a promise to yourself,you build a small brick of trust.One brick is not much,but over time, those bricks will build a strong wall inside you.A wall that can protect you,but also let the right people in.And yes, future me, the right people will come.But they are not the ones who will give you your trust back.You must give it to yourself first.Do not let the past chain your heart.Not everyone is the same.Not every smile hides a knife.But you will only know the difference if you listen to your own voice.Your gut feeling — that quiet pull inside —it is your oldest friend.You ignored it before because you didn’t want to believe the truth.Next time, don’t ignore it.If something feels wrong,you don’t need proof to walk away.If something feels right,you don’t need everyone’s approval to step forward.Future me, I hope you walk with open eyes,but also with an open heart.I hope you let yourself love again,dream again,trust again.Don’t be me, the me who let hurt close the door on my own voice.Be the you who says,“I am the first person I trust.”Because here is the truth —If you can trust your own hands to catch you when you fall,you will never fear falling again.---
Future me, remember — hurt does not mean you are weak.
It means you were real in a world that often pretends.
Let the pain teach you, not close you.
Every scar is proof that you survived.
And survival is not the end —
it is the beginning of trusting yourself again.
Be the best version of you .
