Realism and Lies

I grew up on a strict diet of realism and lies. I always kept to myself to insure I'd never have to take on that diet with anyone else. I always believed isolation was the answer but I've become aware that it's difficult to make bonds when you have that mind set. Dishonesty is something I've recently had a hard time digesting. People who you once trusted can, at any moment, take off their mask and show the true monster that has always been in hiding. I guess I never truly believed in monsters until that day, the day I realized most my life has been a complete lie. I wonder if I'll ever be able to trust anyone again, or even get close, and perhaps thats why I'm a dreamer. I can distance myself from everything and create picture-perfect scenes in my head without any regard for reality. I assume the diet didn't take very well, but I'm glad it didn't. Somethings are meant to be rejected and maybe those rejections will some day lead to NEW "acceptions".