Journaling is the only thing that keeps me afloat. I have no one really to share my thoughts with. I don;t think any one would want to be burden by the things I have to share any way. I Journal using all the senses I can. I use a pencil so I can feel the lead scratching the paper.I try to have something that has a smell. Coffee, gum, a candle. I try to listen to calming music, unless I'm pissed then it is a little more hard core music.

I do not worry about spelling or grammar, I just write. Often times I end up with an ahh ha moment. I find the answers to life's mysteries by myself. Sometimes it is as good as having someone to talk to.

I have years and years worth of journals. One day when I am long gone maybe someone will find them and have great insight into one of there ancestors lives. It would be great for a horror movie. The history of a tortured soul could make for a great documentary on mental illness or the affects of abuse on the mind.

IDK, but it sure does help my mind to write it all down. If I write down my problems then I don't have to carry them around in my mind. I have put my problems down and I can close the book and walk away. If I want to reclaim them, stew over them or roll in them all I have to do is open up the book and there it is to do with as I wish.