Has anyone ever read your diary?

I once kept a diary for many years,which may be traced up to the days when I lived out of a suitcase.I wrote down the local conditions and customs as well as scenic spots no matter where I got to.Keeping a diary is the best way to practise writing,meanwhile We can talk with ourselves when we do it.What is more interesting is that it can take our thoughts back to the past, when we read it once again after many years.I haven't shared my diary with someone and bet that nobody has peeked inside my diary.

When I was a lot younger, my brother used to try and find my diary and he read it whenever he could. He would then try to use the things that he read in it to get at me, and I will admit that it worked a lot of the time. I hated other people knowing what I had written, because I knew that I was writing in it to try and get feelings onto paper that I couldn't sum up in words to anybody. You should never try to read anyone else's secret writing, because you never know whether you might be upset by some of the things that you could read.

That was a bone of contention with my ex! From a child I always wrote a daily diary and I put in it my deepest thoughts, and I carried on right through to adulthood. That was until my ex read it! I kept my diaries in my bedroom, and because my ex thought I was being secretive they went into my room and found out that I was planning to escape! My ex was abusive, control freak and a nasty piece of work, well when my ex confronted me I hit the roof, I was livid, angry and hurt and upset. Fortunately my ex hadn't read the bit where I was plotting my 'disappearance' I had become violated and after that I burnt every single diary I had. Since then 2007 I have never written a diary since, and I never plan to.

I have written diaries/journals most of my life. And they are most a commentary too because my memory is so bad and there are things I want to remember. I think my grandmother found my diary once and read it. Not sure but I think she did. And my husband found it once when we weren't getting along. I don't care. I speak the truth whether on paper or in person. If people can't handle the truth it is their problem not mine.

Yes, my mother read it. I just had a little empty book though not actually a diary. I could write stories or whatever in it and I think it was alittle of both. I would never put my feelings or stories on paper like that again. She ended up being mad at me and here she is the one who invaded my privacy (and I had no right to be angry with her for doing it??) All because I was skipping gym class, how bogus! She could ave just asked me why I was skipping but nooooooooooooooooooooo. This is why I have such a problem with people in general.

I had the same experience and from then on I avoided writing full length entries into my diary. I mostly just use phrases which only I could understand. Then the same thing happened with my phone. I hate it when people go through my personal stuff, it's such a big invasion of privacy in my opinion. Were you ever able to find out who read your diary? I hope people would respect other people's privacy. .

I only started keeping a diary late in life and I have enjoyed it so much that now I even keep it on the Internet. I don't think I would like people to read what I write, although I have sometimes sent the link to people I have wanted for them to read it. That diary has also been the inspiration for writing my autobiography, which I have now published as a Kindle e-book with this title: Footsteps in the Sands of Time.

If you didn't want your innermost thoughts read by anyone else you could have hid your diary or asked for the kind with a lock. You obviously trusted your parents and they obviously did their job by making sure things were ok with you. Maybe them bringing things up was a coincidence, or maybe they did read your diary and just didn't know the best way to handle things with you, but now that you are an adult it's up to you to get past it when writing in your journal.

I not write the diary after marriage but before marriage my habit to write diary and one day my brother's daughter read my diary but she feel happy while read it. Now I am not interested to write diary and no time for writing or thinking.

Ah that must be horrible. I know I know after I say this people are going to call me the worlds biggest hypocrite but whatever. I hate people being nosy going through my stuff and being in my room but if it's the opposite way around and I'm doing these thing to them that's fun and I like. I try to restrain my curious side. I always started a diary like Alice's cute diary in Best Friends Jacqueline Wilson and all these other cute diares though the reality is I threw them out quickly. I'm addicted to cute stuff you see. It's an obessesion I tell you. So one day I wanted to jot done my feeling. I started of thinking neat but as I wrote the page became messier. I wrote whenever I was angry and felt left out by a friend or my parents did something really annoying or just random annoying habbits people I know have. It's not meant to be read by anyone even me. I just write in it to get the emotions out of my head and on to the page. I keep it locked in my safe which I know have in my new house built in to the floor. I haven't written in it in awhile but then again I just use it when I'm angry. I would die if someone saw it litreally because I b*tch about people a lot even if they did the smallest thing or nothing at all wrong

Hi combed, I had that experience too when I was in primary or elementary school. I remember in those days, girls really like to keep an autograph book in their schoolbags and so I too did not want to be left behind in following the trend. Then, from autograph book, it sort of developed to wanting to have your own diary. I saw my father's diary too. It was a simple hard-cover book and he wrote mainly about his children and our family stories. So, I wanted to do the same. Then someone, I cannot remember anymore, probably one of my siblings, read my diary. And from that time onwards, diary to me is more to record the things that I have to do every day. I don't write more than the necessary information, things that I have to remember.

I used to write diaries when I was in school and college and I was told that they were read by my family members, relatives and later friends. I find great pleasure when I browse those diaries.

I hardly express my feelings with words.I like to record my life with pictures and few people can understand what I felt by those pictures. I am now trying to keep a diary using words and pictures together so that I can save detailed info about my life. I don't want to use the internet to record my feelings because I love my own special scripts and I could draw somthing in my dairy freely. I'll try to add some original words that others cannot understand. I only write commentaries on something new in my life on the Internet. Thanks for sharing and try some new ways remember life^^

Actually I never wrote diary because this same fear...you know...the fear of getting read by others... I have not done any such crime and such sinful things in my life. But still i feel shameful others read and found out concerning me except God.

I had a diary as a child it had a lock on it, so I don't think anyone read it. But I have published my memories and published the raw feelings I had at the time something in my life was happening. I published a second book as well.

I had a diary when I was teenager and I was already afraid that my mother would read it because I wrote a lot personal stuff that I didn't want her to read. I always hid it my diary extremely well and I don't think that my mother ever it found it or read it. When I got older I still kept a diary. At first I was living alone and I wasn't worried that other people would find my diary and read it, but then my ex-boyfriend and I decided to move in together. On the day where we moved I had to work in the afternoon. In the morning we packed my things in the car and took them to my ex-boyfriend's apartment. I didn't have time to unpack my things because I had to go to work, but my ex-boyfriend said that he was going to do that. When he unpacked he found my diaries and he read some of them. When I returned from work he admitted that he had found them and read part of them and I was very angry. I still kept a diary after that experience, but I didn't write everything that I thought about and I always kept in mind that someone could find them. My most private secrets I never mentioned at all.

Thankfully I did not keep a diary but the one who keeps it should know that a diary would be anyone's 'juicy read' and therefore should be kept safely and hidden from view! But my mother did check my school bag when I was not looking, for any tell tale signs of me having eaten junk food!

Thankfully I did not keep a diary but the one who keeps it should know that a diary would be anyone's 'juicy read' and therefore should be kept safely and hidden from view! But my mother did check my school bag when I was not looking, for any tell tale signs of me having eaten junk food!

No , i never read any ones diary, but surely got the chance to do so. I never felt it was right thing to do. But many are just not that way, they will be always curious to see and read others diaries. In fact they feel so thrilled to do so.

That's the reason I dont have a diary. Its not safe to tell all things in a diary because someone might be able to read it. And what is the sense of having a diary if we cant write their the most real thing. Maybe a journal will do. Thank you for sharing.