JoAnn got terribly upset that I was talking to other girls online and not to her. So I gave her access to my posts, yet she was only interested for a couple weeks. Then I discovered she had begun to read my diary, and I nearly wigged out. In those diary pages are the most incredibly personal things I feel about myself, and the trauma that was my life ... She read them all without telling me. When I asked her to stop she sincerely apologized and said she'd never do it again, but the damage was done and my diary ended that day.
JoAnn now knows more about me than I ever wanted anyone to know. This may be good, and in some ways it really doesn't matter. The marriage is over, we've separated, and a phase of close friendship has begun. Guess I no longer need to keep dark secrets. I'm out to the world, happy about my life, and moving towards my future. That's what's important now, because even though I finally faced all my demons and began transition, there was never a choice for who or what I am.
You have a wonderful wife, so let her know how you feel about her every day.
Hugs. K
