The Power Of Writing Things Down

 

The Power Of Writing Things Down

 

Im one of those people who starts a journal, than gets bored, than trys to write a blog, than finds it to hard, than starts a new journal, and once again gives up. I love to write, it is my upmost joy to share my thoughts and opinions with others, but as soon as it comes to recounting my personal daily experience, into my little yellow notebook, I find myself on a brain block. At first, this came to me as no surprise. I mean honestly, how exciting can writing a paragraph on the egg salad I had for lunch be? And the pointless dramas I find myself continuously tied into? Well those go away after about a week. The other point I would like to make is how difficult it is to write down the things that are important. All the sudden this flimsy book becomes your list confessions, and all I want is for these things to be forgotten, not written down to read later when I’ve finally got my footing. Often, I don’t know what to say. Sometimes are emotions are easier to explain in our head. Sometimes just writing a journal entry doesn’t do our feelings justice. It took me a long time to really understand the power of writing down my life. I was sitting in Davids Tea, sipping on my Mango Tango when I found an old journal at the bottom of my bag. I opened it up and began reading. What a beautiful experience it was to read my raw thoughts, dreams, stories, ideas, sadness and joy. It was as if I had travelled back in time, with fresh eyes and more experience. I had new opinions on my past choices, I laughed at the things I thought had been so terrible at the time, I even found myself letting go of grudges on people I had held on to. Reading my old entries gave me new perspectives on who I had been, and who I was now. I realised that I didn’t need to worry about what to say, how to say it, what I should leave out; it was pure emotion that I read, and I understood it. My egg salad story was an odd entry, but it made me laugh, and brought out more weird food memories. My pointless dramas were quite humorous as well.  Reading my hard, troubling stories, allowed me to let go.  If you’re like me, take this advice: just write it down. Write it down and don’t look back. Write one word or write ten pages, tell a pointless story, or tell a meaningful story, but write it down.  One day you will read it, and when you do, you’ll understand The Power Of Writing Things Down. 

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