Itās a good perspective shift, and when you go to journal again your eyes land on the affirmations, reminding you that you felt good not too long ago, and you can feel good again. I tend to make mine very existential. Lol.
you can be as sad or angry or sappy as you want, the journal will never judge you and itāll help your brain hit the refresh button. The writing doesnāt even have to make sense or look legible just get the thoughts out!
In post- breakup journaling I found it helps to use it as letters youāll never send to that person.
Also! As time goes on you can check on your own progress by reading previous entries and thinking wow I feel way better than I used toāļø
i've had a hard-to-kick habit of solely using my journal as a stand-in therapist for all my sad or angry or generally upset thoughts (this does not include my academic/writing centered journalāits own separate entity). and it's been great for this. it lets me get out my frustrations before accidentally taking it out on my friends or family and allows me to work through what i'm feeling. but it's also made me associate my journal and the act of journaling with only negative experiences. when i have a really good day, i try to write about it in my journal so i can look back and see more than just the bad or hard moments in my life. i still tend to only pick up my journal when i have strong feelings, but the happy and warm feelings can be just as strong as the sad and cold ones.
journaling is hard so most days my entries look like: āmade the bed, texted kimmy back, solved the nyt mini in 45 seconds. Got gnocchi for lunch. didnt go to class, stomach pain. Need Pepto, dish soap and craft supplies.ā It helps me feel better. Reminds me Iām in my body doing things even when those things arenāt productive, and those things are part of living, too. Mostly itās nice to look at the things you did or didnāt do with total impartiality. just quiets things down for a bit.
Maybe Iām posting this to justify my spending habits, or maybe Iām just ~correct~. Sometimes what I have in my house and the amount of available energy I have simply isnāt enough to satisfy the very specific craving I have that I just KNOW is the elixir to all my problems in that moment. Money is fake, fuck it, Iām hungry.
One of the most romantic connections Iāve ever had in my life was someone who acknowledged how ābrilliantā and mischievous my mind is. (They ghosted me BUT) Iāve been kinda going through some shi and made a list of why I love my brain. Really deep diving into why I like the way it thinks and categorizes things and keeps me focused or distracts me, etc. Itās been cool to observe yourself from a distance like that. Itās also nice to just give yourself some credit. āI love that I can laugh at it and say, āI hate you for thatā, but what I really mean is, āthanks for keeping my life interestingāā.
Had a moment last night where I was stacking menus at work and staring out the window and kind of asked myself, ādo I really need to stay here?ā. Idk, money is important, but I think Iād rather work somewhere that lets my personality shine rather than makes me feel unappreciated and devalued. Makes me feel kinda bad that I decided this is normal instead of sticking up for myself. ~~~not sure what to do ~~~~ :/