I used to believe that love could survive anything. That if two people cared enough, they could work through any obstacle. But now, I’m living proof that relationship trust issues can creep in silently and slowly destroy everything you thought was solid.

When I met Daniel, it was electric. We clicked instantly — late-night conversations, shared dreams, weekend trips to nowhere. We were that couple who finished each other’s sentences and could communicate with just a glance. Friends envied us.

The first crack appeared after a small misunderstanding. I’d been out for drinks with coworkers and forgot to text him I’d be late. When I came home, he was cold, distant. I brushed it off, thinking he’d had a bad day. But then, he started asking for my phone password. “Just in case,” he said.

At first, I gave it to him. I had nothing to hide. But soon, he was scrolling through my messages while I was in the shower, checking my social media likes, asking about every male name he didn’t recognize.

I told myself it was because he loved me. That maybe his ex had cheated on him and left scars. But over time, I realized I was changing who I was to avoid triggering his suspicion. I stopped posting photos if a male friend was in them. I stopped mentioning certain colleagues. I even turned down invitations, just to avoid an argument later.

One night, I found out he’d created a fake account to follow me and “make sure” I wasn’t hiding anything. I felt sick. Not just because of what he’d done, but because a part of me wasn’t even surprised anymore.

We tried talking. We even went to one couples therapy session, but he said the therapist “took my side” and refused to go back.

The hardest part? When it’s good between us, it’s really good. He’s kind, attentive, and makes me laugh like no one else. But there’s always this shadow — a constant sense that I’m on trial, that every move is being analyzed for evidence of betrayal that doesn’t exist.

Now I’m at a crossroads. Do I keep trying, hoping he’ll see that my loyalty is real? Or do I accept that relationship trust issues this deep might never heal, and walk away before I lose myself completely?