I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I’m not naive. I know what it’s like to be completely broken, and I’m all too familiar with what it feels like to be hurt. I know what it’s like to see something funny and not laugh. I’ve been taken advantage of and used. My feelings have been blatantly disregarded. But I still believe that all people are good at heart. And my trust has not diminished. And to be honest, I hope it never does.