Distrust can sometimes be problematic and put people in bad situations.
A friend of mine, a cyclist who can't always be on a bike trip because she has a kid had that problem a while ago.
They had this rule, that whenever one of them had a cycling journey ahead, the other one would stay home and take care of the kid. And sometimes they would find a babysitter and they would come together.
As a perfect Iranian couple, I was proud of them for this fair arrangement. They had a very intimate, fair, and honest relationship, and I always wanted to have such a family for myself if I got married one day.
Anyway, Some time ago, a group of young girls joined our group. I suppose, young is not the right word for it, I must say teens. Girls of another generation. The teenage girls who brought a new passion and youthfulness, against us, the calm, cautious, and unobtrusive girls of the previous generation. But they didn’t last because they weren’t there for sport and didn’t like discipline.
I had told my friends about these girls and a lot had been said. Some time passed and those girls didn’t show up again. They did not seem to be very interested in cycling and pursued other goals. So, one of these days, my friend's husband went cycling with the group, and my friend and I did not go.
In the evening, my friend called me and said: Did those girls come again?
I replied: No! I do not think so! how come?
"I know they came," She said anxiously.
But I was still skeptical. The girls were not in any pictures. There was only a handful of youth (young boys that were very passionate and stubborn) who had recently joined our group, and I knew it. My friend was very worried and believed that his man had flirted with young girls. I assured her that you have a good and understanding partner and that this perception of him is wrong. What made you think that?
She said to me: “Nothing! My husband was talking about the bicycle trip yesterday and he was amused about a bunch of youth and told me: A handful of young people had come! They were so passionate and naughty! He must have meant those girls!
And I quickly realized what a mistake she had made. I knew he meant a handful of passionate young boys, boys who have just joined our group and were very stubborn and disorganized at first. I explained everything to my friend and we had a good laugh about it. But then I thought to myself, how sometimes misunderstandings and unhealthy thoughts can be destructive.
