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The man I did marry doesn't know the details about my past, nor I of his, not because we're hiding anything, but because they don't have any bearing on how we feel about each other.
HOWEVER, we both have a pretty good idea of what skeletons the other has in the closet. The point is I feel like if I wanted to tell him every salacious detail, I know I could without it changing how he feels about me. And vice versa.
That's the kind of guy you want, LW. Someone who loves you not in spite of, but because of where you've been and what (who) you've done.