What is trust? The way most people seem to use it, it’s about whether you believe someone is telling you the truth. So either you assume someone is telling the truth until proven otherwise, or you make no assumptions and see if the person’s behavior over time indicates they are telling the truth.
For me, trust is not about honesty. It is about predictability. If someone lies under certain conditions and they do it predictably, then I can trust them because I know what they are likely to do. I trust people to the extent that I think I understand them and I can predict with fair accuracy how they will behave.
I can trust people who lie, so long as they lie in a fairly predictable way. For example, my friends G and M always say they will be on time, whatever the time we agree to meet it. They are always between fifteen minutes and half an hour late. So we tell them the time is half an hour before it really is, and we’re cool.
I do not “naturally” trust people, except to the extent that I think I know them upon meeting them. What trust is really about for me, is whether I trust myself. Do I trust myself to accurately understand people? To the extent that I believe my assessments are accurate, then I trust others.
Usually trust must be built. It starts with small steps—disclosures of information. These disclosures slowly get more and more important, as trust is built and you come to believe the other person will hold your confidences and not judge you, and be there when they say they will be. Or, the don’t hold your confidences and they do judge you and they aren’t there when they say they will be. Either way, I trust them to behave in a predictable pattern. I know what they’ll do, no matter what they say.
I’ve found the people that I choose to be friends with on fluther to be very trustworthy. That’s probably because I stay away from the ones I feel could be dangerous in some way or another. Some people I believe I understand instantly. I feel like I know them before I ever met them. I’m sure I’m picking up on something—some way of speaking, or a way of telling stories, or what, specifically, they talk about. Usually, though, it takes a while.
And then there are people who I know, before we have ever met, that we could be very close, simply by how they respond to what I write. I’m sure I don’t catch all of those respondents, but when I do, so far, I have been right. In a way, that’s a scary thing. It has lead me in strange directions, but they are all people who end up teaching me more than I ever could have imagined. I am truly blessed with friends like that.