Here's an NPR piece on "Cringe Readings." Basic concept: go read through your adolescent journal, find the passage that makes you physically uncomfortable, and read it to a roomful of strangers. Pretty cool, harmless, and sounds like fun. But from early on in the piece (and eventually they even mention it in passing) I get this uncomfortable feeling, and I can't help feeling almost as if these people are violating the adolescent self's privacy. Of course, it's their own privacy and they have every right to read what they've written, but I can't shake the feeling of betrayal.