I don’t like to look back on my creations either. Isn’t that weird? I don’t know where that comes from. Maybe I was judged a lot when I was young and so I have some fear of the possibility of shame. You would think that the nature of a diary (privacy) would help to assuage that fear but it doesn’t.
With this question, you just wrote your first entry.
Your second entry could be answers you received in the comments. Did any of them stand out to you?
Your future entries could include a poem you came across and liked. Or a news story you read. How did it make you feel?
Documenting outside the written word is also an option. Take pictures. Make a note of a song you heard. These can serve as springboards for introspection.
If you’re someone who likes to look back and read earlier entries, you might screenshot or print this post and tape it inside your diary.
Anything that brings the personal jouralism of your life, to life.
Japanese Maple. Had one by the front door of the house I grew up in. Reminds me of my childhood home.
Never been on Zoloft, but I had the brain shocks when I came off of Prozac or Effexor. Brain shocks were never a side effect for me. They were always symptoms of withdrawal. Until my pharmacy was able to get my meds refilled, the only escape was sleep.
The Gettysburg Address was not written with a Mont Blanc pen
The Children’s Story by James Clavell.
IIRC, the book takes about 20 minutes to read and the events that take place occur in real time.
It was a red and green plastic pencil sharpener shaped like a dachshund. You stuck your pencil in his butt. I stole it from a desk in Sunday School. I stole from God.