Remembering and Forgetting
I inherently have a much harder time forgiving than forgetting. When it comes to pain, I rinse clean with very little residue. In fact, if it weren’t for my journal, I would have a hard time recalling some of the most hurtful experiences of my life.
Strangely, I would have a hard time forgetting them, too.
My journal, which I’ve been keeping since I wrote my Declaration of Independence at age ten, is a marvelous tool that helps me both remember and forget. How?
Well, when I have periods of anguish, I write down in my “drama queen” style every last sensation of self-doubt and fear that I harbor. This is very therapeutic. By dumping my feelings onto the pages of a journal, I no longer have to ...