I used to write a lot in my journals. But at some point it became it depressing to write how depressed I was, repeatedly. Last year, I found an old journal from a difficult period of my life and it was like a book of depressive suckiness. I tend to stay away from my current journal, except to write important things I want to remember or that are really meaningful.

Mostly now I do yoga. There is a lot of overlap of yoga ideas/philosophy and the DBT ideas and loving-kindness I learned in therapy. Some classes can be very cathartic and others can be more challenging. I really enjoy it and find it helps me manage my anxiety quite a bit.