ABOUT ME?

 

LEARNING TO EXPRESS MYSELF THROUGH WRITING DIDN’T COME EASILY

And creativity? I used to think it was such a waste of time.

But there came a day when I had nowhere else to turn but the opposite direction of my logical, rational, gut-it-out patterns in life.

That’s when I found journaling. Or, should I say… journaling found me. Because once I finally sent out that first truly vulnerable cry for help, my world changed.

It’s a good thing I didn’t read the research on the benefits of written and visual reflection before I actually tried it. Because I wouldn’t have believed it.

BUT I DO NOW.

Chronic fatigue, nerve pain, systemic viral flares, crippling insomnia, and multiple food intolerances. GONE.

Overthinking, emotional detachment, and worry? Gone! Just kidding. I’m human.

 
 
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JUST ANOTHER INQUISITIVE EVOLVING HUMAN AT PLAY IN THE FIELD OF LIFE

 
 
 

But I have come to truly accept the presence of uncertainties in my life as the dearest of friends. Friends who are much more supportive when met with a lined spiral bound notebook, a Pilot G-2 pen, and assorted jars of paint.