Journaling – Sweet, I’ll be fucking awesome at that

So picture this… I’m lying in bed and I’ve just diagnosed myself with at least 10 mental illnesses. Bipolar to explain why I was happy yesterday and not today, OCD to explain the obsessive thought patterns I can’t seem to shake, narcissistic personality disorder to explain why I cant stop thinking about myself and my problems in this moment and so on and so forth.

Turns out, all I’m really having is a bad day… that’s actually still a thing! Who knew?

In a society where no one is comfortable talking about negative emotions it is easy to convince yourself that there must be something wrong with you and that you’re basically failing at life.

So on a quest for ‘self-discovery’ aka distraction & escapism I read four hundred thousand articles on how I could fix myself and I discovered a few common suggestions. Journaling was one of them. Sweet, I will be fucking awesome at that, I’ll give it a crack. So here is my first entry:

*Ahem*

Dear Diary,

Wait! Is that how you start it? FUCK. I’m already journaling wrong. Now I’m going to have to spend the next 100 hours scouring google so I can learn how to journal. Oh god, I’m going to be fucked forever. This was a useless idea.

No no, don’t be like that. Just try again… deep breath!

Dear Diary

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Fuck this………. Journaling is hard! I’m out!

– The Spiritual Bogan

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