I really didn't want him to know. But I spend so much time with him, it was getting unbearable. He caught me so many times switching windows on my computer, or crazily writing on my phone. He said I was acting suspicious. And I had to show him the blog. He laughed and made fun. He makes fun of me everyday. Keeps calling me Girly Girl. I don't care. But i'm pretty sure he already red all the post about him.
I was SO embarrassed to share this with him. I like this blog, I like being somewhat of a blogger. I like to do this. This is more than a hobby for me. I don't know why I had such a hard time sharing this part of my life with him.
At first I wasn't sure if this was a good idea or not. I mean, if I need to let out something that I don't want him to know, now I can't do it here. But than I though-- why wound't I want to share something that bothers with him? Isn't that the point of being with someone?