Hmmm.. The only person who knows pretty much everything there is to know about me is my husband. But there are one or two things I haven't told him. Not major things as such really, just things I felt ashamed to admit at the time so I kind of glossed over them to some degree. Might have told the odd white lie to cover my 'sins'.. Well, not so much a lie, just leaving a few details out and making it one sided. Purely because I felt stupid, didn't want him to think I was a slut etc didn't want him to get the wrong end of the stick. I hate that I'm keeping things from him, I think I partly do it because I think there must be things about him I don't know about, he can't be as pure as snow! But maybe I'm wrong, and maybe I should tell him. But then they're not huge and it's stuff that happened before we even met. So really not important. I just feel guilty for not being totally truthful. I've contradicted myself somewhat because I think honesty is the best policy. I appreciate honesty, so I expect others to be the same which is silly because we're all different and it shouldn't matter if one has a few secrets, as long as its not hurting anyone, they're theirs to keep. I'm rambling now lol