I’m in the same place as you with my spouse, but we didn’t start with not trusting each other. I just never worry about my spouse knowing things about me—I cannot imagine what I wouldn’t tell her anyway.
My spouse has (multiple) physical journals lying around the house. I would never read them—she doesn’t worry about hiding them.
I hope you wouldn’t invade her privacy, but I have no problem popping into my wife’s Gmail (I’ll ask her first), because some camp or school only sent something to her related to our kids that needs to be addressed. And there could be ten emails there from dudes names I don’t know and I wouldn’t care because I trust my wife implicitly. I would let her do exactly the same, I don’t keep my shit on lockdown because I’m worried she’ll see my Google search history.
I’m in the same place as you with my spouse, but we didn’t start with not trusting each other. I just never worry about my spouse knowing things about me—I cannot imagine what I wouldn’t tell her anyway.
My spouse has (multiple) physical journals lying around the house. I would never read them—she doesn’t worry about hiding them.
I hope you wouldn’t invade her privacy, but I have no problem popping into my wife’s Gmail (I’ll ask her first), because some camp or school only sent something to her related to our kids that needs to be addressed. And there could be ten emails there from dudes names I don’t know and I wouldn’t care because I trust my wife implicitly. I would let her do exactly the same, I don’t keep my shit on lockdown because I’m worried she’ll see my Google search history.