My daughter had a diary for many years, as a teenager. on many occasions her mother and i had opportunities to open and read her diary. but, we did not. truthfully, we were afraid of what might be written there. she grew up to be a young lady and married. she moved out and along with her went her unread diary.
As her parents, we actually had no reason to read her diary. it was personal. it was her life’s experiences(either good or bad) and it was none of our business to snoop.
Our daughter still has her diary. it’s now in a safety deposit box at her bank. how do we know this? she told us. hmmmmmmmmm maybe we should have taken a sneak peek, yes?