Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag. Last night Alecia told me that she found my blog over three weeks ago and that she read everything on it. I didn't really know what to say; I was kind of speechless. Seeing as she kept it from me for three weeks, I don't know if she has any problems with anything she read, or what she thinks about it. I am still kind of in the dark about the whole thing. She said that she did feel bad about keeping it from me for so long, and I am glad that she did finally tell me....Instead of acting surprised when I finally did show her. I guess it really couldn't have happened any other way. I guess deep down I wanted her to find it and read it all because I probably wouldn't have been confident enough to show her on my own considering a lot of it is kind of embarrassing. So now she knows, she probably is reading this right now, but never-the-less, I can't exactly be mad at her. If the tables were turned and I found her diary, I would read it and not tell her.

The cat is out of the bag...