I’m going to have to figure out what to do with this secret blog thing, because my cover’s been blown. The one person I absolutely never wanted to find it, did, and reacted in a way that made me more sick to my stomach than any of the other words he’s thrown at me lately have.
I’ll give you three guesses who I’m talking about, although you’ll probably only need one. My heart wept, and still weeps a bit now. My private escape, my world apart from him, my haven in which I could speak freely about my doubts, fears, and pain, was ripped open. Words that I had never intended to reach him cut him to the core, which was precisely why I had kept them from him. Now everything’s out in the open… what resulted was not quite what I had expected, but we’re both still aching.
I’ve deleted the last entry I wrote completely, and made all others private. He’s promised me that he’ll never look here again, but I still feel dubious about the open publicity of my setup here. I need to figure out what to do now. I’ll keep you all posted, I guess.
