In the beginning my diaries were written for my own benefit. It was interesting to compare one day with another one year with the next. As I grew up I found someone reading my diary so I wrote things which would not offend her and said things I did not mean. Maybe this was my first effort at concealing me from the world, building my defences.
As time passed I returned to genuine writing, no one wanted to read my diary so I could write freely again, most profusely but not professionally or even grammatically. Then divorce came and being a busy working single mother reduced both my time and necessity for writing a diary.
As my life changed yet again; I returned to writing. I studied for my HSC and Arts degree and also went looking for my roots prior to adoption. As my association with my elder sister developed into a relationship so my writing increased in quantity and I hope quality but I was reverting to my childhood days of writing for someone else rather that me.
The attitude of diary writers to their pastime changes with circumstances and unless it can be done without inhibitions should not be attempted. On the other hand diary writers will always have to be aware of security.
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