My trust for people has diminished greatly in the past 24 hrs, my trust in men that much more. When you find out that yr friend is not only dead, but murdered by her own husband, it's hard to feel safe attempting to meet anyone new, even a potential lover.
My anger at the world right now is righteous, I roar like a lion at the smell of enemies approaching. My trust level, always higher than most, a part of myself that I live by. And now, just anger. A lack of comprehension at stupid people, and a sadness that will take years to diminish.