My journal experience was a life changing experience. When the semester started I wasn't excited at all to have to write in a journal for the English class. I thought this was going to be something that I was just gonna want to get over with. When I started writing in my journal, I only wrote about silly things that didn't have anything to do with me. I only wrote about the things I saw when I was writing, or something that I was doing, but never about what I really wanted to write. I thought it was stupid to have a journal and actually write about your feelings or thoughts. As I kept writing I figured I could try to write about what was really on my mind, what was really bothering me. When I did this, I discovered what an amazing feeling it gave me. Writing what I was feeling was a great feeling, it was like finally opening up to somebody and letting go of what I had deep inside of me for so long. I've always been a private person, and now more that ever, so I don't usually talk about my feelings or things like that. This is why it felt so great, 'cause I finally could let go of so many things. After this time, writing in my journal was so much easier. I always wrote what I wanted to write, what was on my mind. I wrote mostly about how I was feeling in the moment, or of some situation I'd had that had changed me.
Writing in my journal made me a better person, I learned things about myself I didn't know and I discovered how I really felt about some situations. I honestly think I'm going to keep having a journal, it helped me in so many ways I can't even describe. At the beginning of the semester I didn't even want a journal and now I don't want to live without one. This is something I would've never thought. This journal know me better than anyone in the world, it know secrets I haven't told anyone and it knows how I really feel. This is something I want to keep having in my life, this journal is my truest friend.