when my family reads my blog

i have to deal with it. i have made a decision to write about my life. everyone has stories to tell. some tell the stories behind other people's backs. some tell only certain people. some tell no one. i write the stories down. here. a handful of people read them. some peek at them from behind the dark black anonymous curtain of the internet. some people comment about them. some of them send the link of one entry to another friend. or to my husband. do with them what you will. they are my stories in my tiny space and they keep me from going insane.