to which their stamps impart the value

Every entry on this journal, bar this one and my first ever post, is now private and all subsequent posts will also be private.
This is exactly what happened with my other LiveJournal--everything was fine until people started reading what they weren't supposed to.
That was the reason I got this one: so I could have a place to be myself and not worry about security. I just wanted freedom in a world where it was becoming increasingly hard to find.
That freedom is now gone. I can't speak freely on this journal any longer without worrying.
Sometimes I don't know why I bother.

Fuck you, and have a nice day.

Well I'm tired, considering all that's been going on, and that it's half past eleven, so I'll keep this brief. I started this on the advice of my good friend Camilla when I realised that having all my RL friends on my Livejournal friends list kept causing problems if I ever--God forbid--tried to be completely honest. Fifteen year olds can be so immature sometimes, myself included. More on that in later posts. Basically, I realised my old journal wasn't getting me anywhere, because every time I wrote something I had to agonise over whether it was the right thing to do and whether it was going to cause problems. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends, but at the moment emotions are running high and I need a place where I can be honest and myself, and speak French occasionally without half my flist commenting and going "Huh??" I'm starting a completely new thing here. I'll keep updating my other journal, just so no one gets suspicious, but anything non-trivial goes in here. Using this account I'll join new communities, make new friends, and no one will know it's me. For the moment I just need a place to vent without bothering about private entries and suchlike, but later I hope it can become more than just a therapist.