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Woody - I'm 20 and she's 19. Privacy has been a huge issue in the past and it seems this was just the straw that broke the camel's back.
She and I had very, very different idea on what a relationship should be like. She found it strange that I kept my bank PIN a secret and that I turned away to enter it at an auto teller, she found it strange that I huddled over my keyboard to type in my e-mail password, she found it strange that I didn't like it how she stood right behind someone at an auto teller when she was in line, she didn't like it how I caught her out and scolded her for looking through my mobile phone messages. I said 'How would you feel if you left the room and came back to find me snooping through your drawers?!?' and her answers were inevitably 'I wouldn't mind, because I've got nothing to hide.'
So basically her reasoning is that I should be 110% open, and not have any sort of privacy, because I should have nothing to hide. And by wanting a little privacy some times, I must be keeping some big terrible secret from her. Which is complete crap. I've got nothing to hide, there's nothing in my e-mail inbox that I would be embarassed for her to read, but... that's my space! That's my inbox, she's got hers, I've got mine, it's as simple as that.
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