After one year my journal is complete. Every page from front to back is filled, with different colored ink sprawled throughout the pages. Journaling has made me more complete, it has rounded me into a more relaxed confident me.
I’ve had many therapists, family and friends suggest journaling and I think it’s safe to assume that I am not the only one who has had this suggestion placed on them.
So I did it, I started Journaling on Jan 14th 2021 until there was no room, no more pages to flip to and no space left to write. In one year I have learned so much about myself, how far I’ve come in a year and the challenges I have faced and overcome.
In the best way I recorded, recognized and put down significant important details found on any given day. After much time spent every day, either morning or night I found time to journal to put my thoughts down. To write down the tidal wave of emotions that were on the brink of escaping the very page they were on, to go back and reflect on that same moment a few weeks later.
One year later and I have found myself appreciating the year that I had, the time spent with myself and the inner emotional battles faced. Overall journaling has become a necessity, a true everyday ritual for myself that brings not only joy, but also a sense of peace and prosperity to my day.
My life laid out in a year is beautiful and messy. Out of the many recommendations I could give to someone, I would recommend journaling. This has been the best piece of advice I have ever received. The best and worst moment of my life written by me for me, a collection of all my thoughts written out to be re-read by me. To grow and challenge myself emotionally after I read each page from the past year.
Journaling has been a wonderful reminder that with each beautiful day comes an even more beautiful mindset.