E.g.

I have come to believe that everyone double-crosses you, and to trust no one. At least on a romantic level. I had pretty good statistical support for this conclusion. So I find it incredibly touching and refreshing and therapeutic that he turned down someone's number last week. After we had met, but before we had started talking. Well, before he initiated contact with me. It might seem weird and a little extreme, but sheesh, I'm so moved. And slowly, perhaps I can learn to believe again that people, boys anyway, can be trusted.