Jan 03 2010
Do Cheats Never Win Trust?
I’m pretty sure that most of us have cheated at some point in our lives, it could be cheating at cards, cheating in sport, and lots of others that I can’t think of just now. Oh wait, there is one more that I remember, cheating in love and marriage. There are different views on love cheats, a man cheating with another woman, is thought of as a Romeo, or a scallywag, however the woman is called a slut, or a whore, and many others that I could, but won’t mention.
There was once a woman who was married for a number of years, she wasn’t still madly in love with her hubby, but she cared about him, and possibly thought that *It’s better the Devil you know, than the one you don’t* This woman who I’ll call Carly-Jean, or CJ for short, got a promotion in her job, and it was the job she always wanted. CJ then had to work alongside outside contractors, and was a woman in a mostly, male world. She got to know one of these men, who we’ll call David John ( DJ) very well and they shared their problems with each other, and got to know each other intimately, although how far that went I do not know, I have heard rumours but won’t condemn someone here. The male DJ, was telling CJ how his ex-wife had been hitting him, and accusing him of having affairs with other women, which DJ told CJ were NOT true. He then got a divorce from her, and met another women, who he was living with at the time, however she is making his life a misery by asking him where he is, and what he is doing all the time, and after a period of time she also called him a Cheat, and this was causing DJ so much stress that he had to go to the Dr. and get some medication to help him cope with life. Now CJ ( the woman) hearing all this felt very sorry for DJ, because she had always thought that he was a very nice man, he went to church every Sunday, was always smartly dressed, and doesn’t drink very much, a non-smoker, and looks after himself, by going to the gym etc.
A few weeks passed and CJ & DJ could only find time to email, and text each other, but they did meet through their work, and DJ told CJ that his female partner had thrown him out onto the streets, and he was living in his office just now. Well CJ felt so sorry for poor DJ, and she then gave him a big hug, which then became a kiss, and eventually they had sex with each other. After a short period of time( a cooling off period?) DJ told CJ that his female partner had let him back into the house to stay, and he informed CJ that it would only be a temporally arrangement, and he is in the spare room, and not sharing a bed. ( this was found later to be untrue)
A few months passed and DJ & CJ were catching brief moments with each other, some more intimate than others. Then the sh*t hit the fan. CJ saw DJ kissing another woman intimately. She ran away and burst into tears, because the penny dropped. DJ was not the innocent party in all his fights with female partners, and what they accused him of, (having affairs with other women) was in fact true. She then went home and her husband was on the ‘phone to someone. It was the female partner of DJ telling Hubby all about DJ &CJ.
This story may, or may not be true. There could be no DJ, CJ, or other women involved, but I’m sure that, through time, we have all known a DJ, or CJ, maybe not a relative or friend, but someone we know of.
Trust
What is trust?
Who can we trust?
Can we trust our loved ones?
Can we trust each other?
Do we need to earn trust?
Can I trust you with a secret?
Can we trust our police force?
Can we trust our political masters?
Can we trust what we hear?
Can we trust our eyes?
Can we trust the camera to never lie?
Is trust very important to you?
Without trust what do we have?
Can we trust our landlords?
Can we trust our children?
Can we trust our friends?
Without trust, there can be no friendship.
Without friendship, there can be no trust.
Do you trust me?
Is trust the most important factor in a relationship?
I trust that you will forgive me this one time
Cheery…
47 responses so far
For what it’s worth my thoughts are without total trust there is is nothing. You can love someone more than life itself, yet without that trust there is no way that relationship can survive … Love is not enough.
And suspicion is very corrosive. Even if it’s unfounded, it eats away at a relationship.
Oh and by the way … The camera lies like a cheap watch. I can create very believeable video that is nothing but a computer generated Will of the wisp
I agree,howeer you love someone if you cannot trust them its headed for disaster:ok one partner may have an brief fling and no doubt the wife/husband who has been hurt will find it no doubt hard to trust the other fro some time after,but if it is only a “one off”affair ,learn to trust and have faith in one another
Are love and trust not synonymous? Unlike love and lust…
normally,,yes
You got it right, KC. Not synonymous, strictly speaking, but mutually dependent certainly.
Do I get a tummyrub for not sticking an e on synonymous? It was very tempting to a cat…
I’ll give you a tummyrub, KC. Anonymousely.
Nice one ,jill
I’m not very happy with all this cat tummy rubbing nonsense in my wee piece of the Blogosphere.
And I don’t want any Pussy marking this territory, it’s mine OK So go and pussyfoot around someone else.
No cats were injured in the making of this comment, better luck next time though………….
I trust you’re not serious,tws
Oh very good…
what????
You didsomething that I thought was rather clever, in an amusing way, but it appears that it was unintentional. LOL?
It was INTENTIONAL
But coming from me, I didn’t think anyone would have noticed
*a hard stare*
*a harder stare*
*an obsidian stare* HA!
*an infinite oblivious stare*
(An infinite wreath hangs over the finite pussy bloggers.)
Dictionary Definition of Oblivious
Oblivious-: Thewhitesettler;)
Okay…you win…
Are you sure about that? I’ve never, in all my blogging years, ever beaten you.
Does yer new collar fit?
Grrrrrrrrraaaaaarrrrrrrrr! I haven’t let them put it on yet! One small piece of tinsel nearly had me climbing the walls. Thanks to you I have to stay at least half awake at all times in case someone comes at me with a yellow collar in one hand and digicam in the other.
*an infinite obvious granite stare* Hah!
Oh well, very good then. Some things never change…
TWS:–Did you buy a collar for KC??
A cheap Chav-like collar, so don’t get yer knickers in a whatever it is that ye get yer knickers in again. Oh and I coated the inside of the collar with itching powder… HA HA HA HA
Fleabag!!
Is that me? Or KC and his Sunshine Bland? Yer aiming that remark at?????????????????
Guess
OK. Kc & the Sundance kid bland
Bland? Bland is it? I’ll gie ye bland so I wull! I’m aboot as bland as a Harvey Wallbanger! Whatever that is…
Wallbanger? I’ll gie ye a wallbanger so I wull, though only in my dreams, whilst sleeping in that darkened room, that I need to sleep in whenever I come across you, pussy….
OOOOO, the above sounds inviting—-
Which bit is inviting? The Darkened Room? Or me dreaming about pussies? Just want clarification, that’s all.
I’ll let you decide for yourself
Oh decisions, decisions Carol. Life is full of decisions, & sometimes we make the wrong decision
Don’t I know it,::
Ye’re no cummin across this pussy!! I leave Marmers to make up his own mind - if that isn’t an oxymoron…
Whyever not,KC???
Are you saying that Marmers is an oxymoron?
I’ve been called an oxymoron, or was it “Och ye moron” can’t decide?
I have the answer
Was it, purrchance, “Och ye’re a’ maroon”? Seeing as how you’re rather fond of the colour in another posting
Could you not activate smilies Tws? My wee paws are gittin sore typing in all that b slash pointy bracket stuff…
OOO like your new thingy
I never realised how very, very bored I was.
Ya beauty!
