Awkward personal moments

[azurelunatic]

So Nora and I were chatting away and the topic of older couples sharing an email address came up. I scrabbled around for an (in)appropriately awkward and personal comparison.

"Would you rather share a personal primary email address or poop in front of them?"

Now in long-term cohabiting relationships with one bathroom, this is eventually going to happen. Camping trips. Wacky misunderstandings. Medical emergencies or the like.

Now I have stopped thinking about married-type relationships and started thinking about all the random other people in my life and applying this test.

Mortal enemy? Poop. Just once, and there's a limited amount of griefable material in poop. Email is unlimited.

Parents? Poop. Been there, done that.

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[azurelunatic]

Hah, that makes sense. And in the metaphor where the email box is equivalent to the postal mail drop, one manages postal mail privacy by just not opening (or opening, and then not fully reading) something intended for the eyes of the other party only. But email is ... a lot less easy to not-read. And not addressed in the same way, quite. And there's a lot of overhead-chatter.

My little sister and her ex-fiancé broke up after they attempted to be physically together at basically all times: not necessarily in the bathroom, but attempting to share all social engagements and interests. It's not that you need to keep secrets from or exclude the other party, just -- sometimes you kinda need to be able to be yourself, by yourself, for a bit. Utter introvert hell.

Leaving the door cracked?

[vass]

Ugh, I'm sorry for your sister and her ex. Definitely introvert hell.

I used to know someone who did the having each other's passwords thing with her then wife, for LJ as well as email, and after their extremely acrimonious breakup, neither of them changed their passwords. They just kept reading each other's email and flocked posts and getting furious at each other for reading the things that they'd left there in the hopes that they'd look. It was ghastly.

[azurelunatic]

That sort of breakup is why I don't share passwords in general. Everything is going fine until it's not.

(That being said, some legit things do require some sharing, but I would far prefer to do it through an administrative interface, not by passwords or hashed passwords.)