I was raised up by skeptical parents.
“It’s probably too good to be true”, was their usual reaction.
When I would get back with a good grade from school.
When I introduced them to Netflix.
After so many years, they finally had the courage to book an all inclusive vacation.
Which is perfect for an older couple. They just never trusted it.
So, little me grew up with a skeptical heart, which I still practice in my daily live.
People are never suddenly nice without a good reason.
People are never suddenly interested in you without a good reason.
People would never ask you what you think of someone without a good reason.
I hardly ever trust people.
I don’t believe their constant positivism.
I don’t believe their constant complaints either.
I don’t believe when they say don’t work out, meanwhile being skinny.
I don’t believe when people try to sell me something with “it’s a good deal”.
I don’t believe when a manager would tell me I will surely get a salary increase, next year.
I don’t believe when they tell me it’s OK to be myself.
The first design I ever made, was Skeptical Valentino.
My little Skeptical heart, which reflects so much to my personality.