Definition Essay: Trust In Everyday Life

What is trust? Is trust essential to the way we live our everyday life? The Oxford English Dictionary (OED) defines trust as a quality or condition of being trustworthy; loyal; reliable. For me, trust goes into a deeper meaning as I continue to live, grow and experience multiple challenges in my life. Trust in knowing and having that feeling that you believe in someone with your heart, knowing they will cherish it inside of them like treasure. There are multiple times of trust: trust with friends, trust with family, and trust in a significant other. The trust I have with my family is a huge importance to my family because we have seen each other through the highs and lows of our everyday life. Another reason it is so important to me is because

I did what she told me to, but when I pressed send, an email thread appeared and I briefly looked at it because my mom was right there and did not want her to see me. I was so intrigued and interested in those email threads because when I was briefly reading them i saw things relating to their constant fights. When I got home I went straight to the computer and got onto my mom’s email even though I knew I wasn’t supposed to be doing this, but I wanted to know if the rumors were true or not. While I logged onto her email I was shaking. I was nervous. I did not even know what to expect. My heart was racing, and I was close to tearing up before I even started to read the first word. I got onto her email and read the thread and figured out things I wish I never did. I don’t regret looking at them I just felt the trust and loyalty between my parents fading word by word. Then it started to make me think about the words my mom was using, such as, “we need to go to therapy”, “I don’t want this to ruin our relationship, but I need you to change” and, “if you want this to last I have to gain your trust back.” It was hard to read those, probably one of the hardest things to read as a 14-year-old without older sisters at home to talk about it with. I kept all these feelings and emotions to myself. I was alone. That family I use to go to everything for wasn’t there

I became a better friend, a better person, and a better daughter just by my own fathers’ mistake. It made me have to grow, because if I didn’t I would’ve let this take a toll on my personal life. I would’ve became very isolated. I would have always wanted to be alone and always question why did my own dad have to do this to my family. Don’t get me wrong, to this day I still wonder why he did it but I made the situation a life lesson. It took my awhile to gain the trust back in my dad; actually about 3 and half years. I was sad, worried, and miserable for most of those 3 years because my family life wasn’t the same. I didn’t even feel comfortable around my own dad. I felt like he wasn’t the dad that use to be my dad. It was hard.

My dad grew from this too, he became a better dad, a better friend, and a better husband. It took him about 3 years to realize how much of an immediate affect he had on my family because during those 3 years we didn’t do anything as a family. There was countless tears and fights over my 4 years in high school but it is so refreshing knowing that my family as a whole got over this and regained the trust with