A huge bucket of family drama was upended on me yesterday and when I sat down to write about it, I got all vague and glossed over it, even though I probably need to get it out somehow. I trust the people in my life not to read my journal but seemed like a risk or even a betrayal of confidence to put the words down.
Do you hold anything back, or is it all laid out bare? How did you get past the internal censor so you could write to clear your head?
I use to but stopped for the longest till I went digital. Partly because I’ve had people read my paper journals in the past. For a while I kept two… one as a decoy.
I hadn’t considered that the security of digital would make it easier to really get into sensitive topics, that’s a good point. I suppose I could type it all out, print it and stuff it straight into a sealed envelope (for some reason, my brain insists my journal doesn’t really exist if it’s just digital, I have to have a solid, touchable copy).