I've found it difficult to form friendships ever since my trust was betrayed a while ago. I'm not sure he fits the criteria of a friend, to be completely honest.

When I first became a Sister of Charity and served as a teacher in the parish's school, I made an effort to get to know the priest: at least, as much as I could. Sisters and Priests cannot share personal details with each other. One day, I see Father Tull at the door of the reverie with one of my young female students. My eyes widened, but I tried to control my face. I swiftly walked over to the two, escorting the young girl from Father Tull. It took a long time for her to compose herself, but she confessed that Father Tull had made inappropriate advances on her. I felt betrayed. This man, who I had trusted and gotten to know, had assaulted a child, and I should have prevented it. I can not believe this happened.