A few days ago, during a check-up, I received a simple yet profound piece of advice-start journaling. Writing down my thoughts and emotions, I was told, could help me process my feelings, bring clarity to my inner chaos, and maybe even offer a sense of peace. At first, it seemed insignificant, but the more I thought about it, the more it grew into something meaningful.
Why keep these thoughts locked away when I could share them? Maybe my words could resonate with someone who feels the same but struggles to express it. And so, an idea was born-what if I turn my journal into a book? A collection of my deepest thoughts, struggles, and realizations, not just for others but also as a gift to my soul before I leave behind the fleeting days of being eighteen.
This isn't just about writing-it's about capturing a moment in time. One day, when I look back, I want to remember not just the events of my life but how they made me feel-the heartaches, triumphs, and quiet in-betweens. And maybe, just maybe, this book will remind me that every thought, emotion, and experience-no matter how small-is worth cherishing.