Reading your story reminded of when I was 15 and used to keep a journal. One day I was so mad, I wrote some crap about one of our guests. My mom found it--stupid me--left the diary open on my table and well, she gave me a good scolding. After that i started using my own shorthand to write :-D I still have that diary! Hugs Annie. I am sorry it created trust issues for you. But time heals, you know.