SPACE ISLAND I
Here is a time lapse of my very FIRST journal.
Even though im not really proud if it, i feel extremely attached to it, as if it’s an important piece of my life.
I first started journaling back in 2015, and it wasnt really journaling; it was more like “a depressed kid complaining about life”. Inside this journal i shared my deepest worries, the things i hate, the things i like, what makes me happy, what makes me sad, what i want and what im afraid of. Every single page is a part of me and that’s why i love it.
If you really think about it, journals are more than just a book. It is where your imagination grows, where you realize stuff about yourself that you couldn’t before.
Looking back at the pages from the 2015 depressed me or the 2016 strong me i found out how much i have changed, and im proud of what i’ve done so far.
I hope that i will be able to become the person i always wanted to be, and i want to keep a record of every little thought and every single emotion of this journey.
I used to think that I won’t be able to survive before i become an adult or that im going to be depressed for my whole life, allowing those thoughts to keep crawling in and out of my head whenever they wanted. I used to think that, but I chose to change it. And i will change it. I am a strong human being and i deeply and strongly believe in myself.
It’s 11:55 right now and in 5 minutes im going to turn 18.
In 5 minutes im going to write my first page in my second journal.