This happened a couple of weeks ago, and we haven’t talked about it since he confessed. I have a diary in my nightstand, I can’t remember if I told him that it was my diary, but on the first page it is very clearly a diary. I didn’t think about hiding it from him because I thought that he would respect my privacy and not look through it, but I was wrong. He told me that he had read it. My diary just consisted of venting about school, work and girl problems, but also about guys I was dating and sleeping with at that time. I talked a lot about my feelings, how I was stressed, sad and confused. He read all of it. It makes me sad that he not once thought about respecting my privacy and put it down. He just continued reading it because he was “curious about my past”. On top of that he admitted to snooping through my phone a couple of times. This all happened a while ago and we talked about it and he said that he would never do it again. But it bothers me that it even happened, because I would never do it. The reason why it’s on my mind again is because I want to start writing in my diary again, but i’m worried that it he will read it. I’m nervous about what to write now, it doesn’t feel like my safe space anymore because my boyfriend might look through it and know all my feelings and thoughts about everything… I don’t know if I should talk to him about it again or if I should let it be??