When I Stumble Upon My Old Journals...
I am greeted with something so familiar.
I can feel the same emotions I felt--anxiety, sadness, anticipation, loneliness, happiness--and it makes me feel comforted.
I feel lucky to have written down events of the past because they somehow help me to understand the present.
I have so many selves and they all blend together and all still exist individually.
It reminds me of staring into a mirror with another mirror behind me.
There are so many versions present at the same time.
To write is to live.
I can feel the same emotions I felt--anxiety, sadness, anticipation, loneliness, happiness--and it makes me feel comforted.
I feel lucky to have written down events of the past because they somehow help me to understand the present.
I have so many selves and they all blend together and all still exist individually.
It reminds me of staring into a mirror with another mirror behind me.
There are so many versions present at the same time.
To write is to live.
I feel the same way!! I love looking through my old journals! It is crazy to look back and see personal struggles you've overcome and be reminded of ones that you are still dealing with that have been there for a while. You are right...to write is to live!
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