I would like to start keeping an online journal and / or offline journal. The goal is really to keep on writing.
Way back when I was a kid, I used to dream of being a writer, to be able to publish my own short stories. I only imagined up to the part on paper copy publishing, since digital e-books were not yet invented. Facebook, Instagram, Friendster etc. still did not exist yet. I was always reading and writing in a corner and entertained a small group of my classmates with simple short stories that I had written based off their favourite characters from TV shows.
"Writing therapy is a form of expressive therapy that uses the act of writing and processing thewritten word as therapy. Writing therapy posits that writing one's feelings gradually eases feelings of emotional trauma" - Wikipedia.
Ironically, I stopped writing when I was a victim of school bullying from middle school - high school (11 - 18 years). A group of girls who sat next to me in class observed that I used a journal regularly during lull times. One day, they being bitches and all, decided to pass my journal around to the entire class. Needless to say (especially during that age), the contents of the journal which were my private thoughts of everything that I had seen, felt or thought of, suddenly became public knowledge and I was the subject of ridicule for an entire year and several months. It took years after that incident for me to ever trust anyone or to even dare to dream of writing again.
I intend to start with journal prompts.
Thank you Habitica and Habitica user @justmegawatt (I found your guild The Daily Journal and it was my starting point).
It was quite mean of your classmates to pass around your journal like that. I would have stood up and grabbed it right away after they read 1 word. Why did you let them read it out loud?
Glad to have helped you return to journaling. Good luck in your journaling journey!
@JustMegawatt The journal was taken without my knowledge during recess where it made its rounds, then back in my class when everyone sat down to continue the rest of the day's lesson. I wasn't aware until one boy passed it back to me, not knowing that the journal was mine. I stared at it in total horror before putting it back into my school bag.
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