On this fateful day, my wife was arranging the house after I had gone to work. I had a diary I have that I had almost everything I have experience recorded in it and this diary contained my long time secrets even before I met my wife and we got married. I have kept the records with dates and all the emotions attached to the experiences easily can be felt when the contents are read. There is no way you cannot feel the emotions, except you did not read the contents of the diary. The diary is the reservoir where I have poured enough catharsis, both the good and the bad.
What caught the attention of my wife from the contents of the diary was the record of my experiences with my Ex. I had everything about my experience with my ex written, from deep romance to whatever one can think of, and every experience had date attached. It was as if my wife was engrossed in the euphoria of the contents of the diary, so that got her angry.