My ex-girlfriend found my diary. *sigh* We are in the middle of trying to muddle our way back to a new relationship, and out of the vow of honesty we've taken, she revealed she's known about it for a few months.

I don't hold this discovery against her. It was my fault for using my username as part of my username for the online dating profile for my husband and I used when we met.

Still, I'm kind of pissy about having to RIP my old diary. It was a good name. I hardly ever update it anymore, so who knows how often I'll end up logging in here, but at least now there is somewhere private to come once again. I think I'll keep this one private from my husband as well.

I started my other diary as a way to talk about my secret feelings about a man I was having an internet affair with. Me in the states, him in Scotland, there was never really any chance anything would come of it. But I was so torn, I needed a place for release.

That was... 4 or 5 years ago now. My life is so different now. I have no secrets from my husband. But it will be nice to have these private thoughts private again.

I picked the name for my last diary from a song, something so random and not associated with me, there would be no way to guess at it. Now, I've picked something a lot closer to home. Will it be re-found? Who knows? Who cares. At least I've got my little slice of serenity for now.

currently listening: freedom '90, George Michael