she used to hold onto stuff - then slowly wrote it all away
A long time ago I discovered what I like to call my personal therapist. This portable therapist is on call 24/7; especially late at night. I began visiting my therapist as a teenager, with all those mixed up crazy emotions and feelings that a teenage girl has. I found that writing it all down was comforting, soothing to my soul. I could work things out, chew them over and go back and discover new insights into what I earlier thought were insurmountable problems.
My journals have never been pretty books with soft unlined paper. I prefer those ugly hard covered school notebooks, big ones, small ones, all sizes. I have a large notebook for my bedside journal, a medium sized notebook for jotting down ideas, a note book at work for when I’m bored and then I have a small notebook in my handbag.
Like a night light for a small child knowing that my journal is next to my bed ready and waiting is comforting and gives my a sense of security. I think I will always be in ‘therapy’, learning, discovering, sitting with discomfort, pondering life’s mysteries, and writing about dreams. It just makes for good mental health and it’s a lot cheaper than a real therapist!