Aren’t you scared someone else will read your journal? Tl;dr at the bottom

I’ve always liked the idea of journaling but the thought of someone going through them scares me. When I was growing up I set up traps just to see if my mom would read them the first one was when I was in the 3rd grade. I will always remember writing my first swear word big as can be and getting my butt whooped for it. I knew it would happen. It was a gift from my grandpa and it had a little lock. Pretty pink with “diary” written on the front. I tried a few more times growing up but it sank in that no matter what I said or did it would be read by someone else.

I don’t know. I want to get these thoughts out. My shrink suggested it. I know my husband would respect my privacy. But what happens when I die? We don’t have kids so it would be left to my niece and nephew to purge if my husband doesn’t. Even then I can totally see him reading them just because he missed me. Hell. I’m tearing up now just thinking about it These are private thoughts. I wouldn’t even want someone to have to toss my underwear when I die! I equate it to finding a sex toy almost. Leave it alone! Walk away! Private! LOL

But yeah.

TL;DR How do you reconcile knowing that no matter what you do or say someone someday will be reading your private thoughts even if it’s after you die?