I have a problem with journals and generally… books. I can’t stop spending my money on it despite knowing that I have tons of them lying at home. Empty or unread. In the shelf, on my table. Basically everywhere.
But I am starting to feel that these are worthwhile especially for my mental health.
1. I can write whatever I want.
Nothing feels better than getting your thoughts—unfiltered and raw—off your mind and those repressed emotions off your chest. This goes on to the next point.
2. It’s therapeutic.
As an introvert, I don’t think out loud. I think before I speak. But if you could just peek into my mind, you would be dangerously drowned in a sea of philosophical water and never-ending cycle of new ideas.
3. I won’t lose any new ideas.
No matter how useless it could be. How big or how small. How out of reach or how obvious they are.
4. I get to organise my thoughts.
Sometimes it can get overwhelming with the constant feed of information from social media feed, news and people.
5. The only time I can feel sorry for myself without being a “debbie downer” to people around me.
When life hits you hard, it’s easy to just drown in sorrow. It’s important to talk about it sometimes. But then, no amount of words and advice from other people can “fix” you if you’re not willing to get out of it yourself.
6. But then I get to laugh at my past embarrassing self and feel better about myself now.
Yes. Everything that I used to cry at has become a joke to me.
7. …And get to see how far I’ve come.
With all the trivial matters that used to bother me, I can now focus being sad or emotional about things that actually matter or events that would make me grow. And become… a lot more aware and wiser.
8. I get to discover myself and patterns of my emotions.
So that I can deal with it effectively the next time the same thing would come. So that I can recognise my emotions without having to shove them under the rug again and again…
9. I can find my creative flow and sustain it.
To feel deeply about something—almost everything—means that you can spend your solitude time productively. I can find where the sweet spot is for me that would direct me to be creative.
10. I get to listen to my jam when I’m not driving.
Sometimes, a chill upbeat instrumental can just get you going and motivated to do things.
11. I can identify which is reality and which is not.
When you spend too much in your own head, it can feel like the thoughts are real when they are not.
12. … So that I will not get stuck in my endless cycle of thoughts.
And actually do something rather than get paralysed by my own thoughts.
13. Therefore, I get to filter my thoughts and only things that can benefit other people.
In contrary to the first point, I can finally filter my thoughts after going through the above steps. I can write what matters to me and hopefully inspire other people to do the same.
Now I feel like buying another journal.