a memoir for myself

The image attached was something I found in Pinterest, now. It just clicked so much, with me.

I started journaling since I was 11. It's always been such a natural and organic process of healing, for me. Having someone who can listen to you, without judgements, is such a blessing. As you write, you could feel your thoughts untangle slowly, like the mess undoing itself. And more than often, I'd find a solution to all my anxiety, by the time I end my entry for the day.

I finished 3½ journals and I stopped. Life happened, school happened, "higher education" happened, and I stopped. There was always a void to be filled. I couldn't name the void, I couldn't fill it, either.

But that post today made me name the void, finally. I can't stress enough on how important it is to connect with yourself. We're SO busy trying to connect with people, fit into dresses and places, that we forget that all we need to is to untangle ourselves patiently and learn ourselves all over again. To be so insanely, beautifully involved with yourself that the little things of the world no longer bother you.

So, today, I'll start journaling, once again. I'll learn myself, all over again. I'll learn to forgive myself, to love myself, to let go, to breathe. Because I deserve.

And, so do you.
If you can, do start journaling. Who knows you might find out what a beautiful person you are?

If you do start journalling, lemme know in the comments! We all can do it, together.😁💙

Take care! 💕

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