I only recently got back into my blog (primarily reading...not so much writing) and I realized that it's super cool (and arguably therapeutic) to read what I wrote in ages past. MULTIPLE counselors (don't ask) have told me it's really important to keep a journal - in part so that a person can look back on their thought process. This, it turns out, is accurate.
I've noticed a few things as I've re-read my old posts.
1. There are some CLEAR indications of certain medical conditions (Ehlers Danlos Syndrome and neurodivergence in particular) that were not originally on my radar but are now BLATANTLY obvious.
2. I loved, loved, loved raising my kids - which of course I knew to a certain extent but I did not appreciate how many happy and funny times we had and how great a relationship we had (at least from my perspective, I hope they agree...fingers crossed).
3. I'm not a bad writer. I mean, I'm not going to try to get published or anything b/c that would put my words and thoughts out to...you know...actual PEOPLE and that's just not what I'm going for but it's nice to recognize that I have a little bit of a gift.
4. On that note (#3 above in case you are wondering) - are you able to explain why it is I resist writing a journal that I keep in my bedside drawer but I'm willing to write on a public website? I think it's because I moderate my expression enough on the website to not be totally embarrassed but I know that if it's pen-and-ink in the aforementioned bedside table then I wouldn't be so restrained so there would be much more at risk.
Psychology is interesting.
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