I took a class in college to help me with my stress management skills. Honestly, it was nothing what I expected. I expected more meditation, yoga like environment to learn the skills I needed to learn to relax. Instead I got to learn more the biochemical side of it, and how to mentally process and control myself from external sources of stress. I still remember the first day of class when the professor announced that we had to write journals, I figured how bad can it be? Well it wasn’t bad at all but the writing was extensive, and deep in thought. There were certain topics that just got to me, like those times when the light bulb in your head lights up. On some of those I would write and write, spilling my thoughts out into words. When I would go back to read what I wrote I learned a lot about myself. I learned that there were certain things that were bothering me that I hadn’t really paid attention to. I learned the that some things stem from my childhood are still very much alive in the back of my head.
I learned how much writing helps the soul. Might sound cliche, but it’s true. Sometimes we cant seem to find someone to talk to about our whole life story, because lets be honest no one really wants to listen to a lot of whining stories of you victimizing yourself for some sympathy. But when you write, you write out your thoughts, and slowly your most inner and concealed thoughts come out. Then the feeling of relief comes down on you, you feel like you’ve let it out. You can rant for hours if you please, you don’t have to write to anyone, but writing sure is like the chicken soup to the soul.
Looking back on my assignment for class, I ended up with more than 60 pages on just my thoughts on various ideas and concepts. Those were my thoughts for a whole ten weeks. Looking at my blog I see a similar effect, I see how I have grown, how I have changed in a longer period of time. Incredible I think. Its like recording your thoughts, and they become a part of your own history. Its a beautiful thing to look back on. I’ll leave you with this, write when you feel like you have no one to listen to you. Write when you feel like the world is upside down, or even when its at is best, because one day in the future you’ll look back and you’ll see how much you’ve learned, how much you’ve changed, how much you remember and you’ll smile. You’ll smile because things are different and others are the same, but most of all you’ll smile because you’ll feel good that you got through it all.
Smile, write and write some more.