A few years ago, I was dissatisfied with my life, searching for more purpose.
I tried therapy. I tried talking to my friends and doing research. I even tried praying.
But it was my journals that finally gave me the answers I needed.
Journaling changed my life in so many ways.
It helped me through the grief of losing my daughter.
It helped me express my anger and fear and it even helped me see bright spots in my days. Things to be grateful for, each and every day.
Through a process called shadow work, I explored the parts of me that I didn’t like so much. I learned to understand them a little more.
I discovered things about myself that surprised me and others that helped to explain various periods in my life and why I had made the choices I had.
Journaling brought me back to my childhood and helped me find a way to be joyful again.
Can you imagine being joyful every day? Or at least knowing how to access it?
What if you could get your feelings out, instead of keeping them bottled up inside of you?
Those two things alone could make you into a different person. A happier one, a more light-hearted one.
Imagine having a place to turn to any time you needed comfort or just a place to vent. A place where you could both be and discover yourself.
There are no rules when it comes to journaling.
Buy a notebook, or find one around the house.
Get a pen.
And write.
Daily, weekly, whenever you feel the need.
Full sentences, phrases, curse words — maybe lots of those — and whatever else you want. Draw pictures.
This is your journal. Feel the freedom of that.
And remember, you can never fail at journaling.
It will always be there when you need it.
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