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For about the past 6 months, I lost the password to this journal. I tried so many things in order to regain access, and yet in the end I was unsuccessful. I was quite upset, but I tried to take this as a sign to let go of my path and move forward.
Today, for some reasom I decided to try one more time and typed in what I thought might be the password. Success. I was in disbelief! How did I not think of that password before?!
Either way, I am so relieved and thankful to be able to read my locked journal enries now.
I feel like this journal is now missing a huge chunk of my life!
For the past six months I have been working through my first year of University as well as working at a relationship with Robbie. Both have had their moments of greatness and times when I lost a bit of hope.
Right now I feel like I'm experiencing a rebirth. I seemed to have lost myself durring the winter month. I clung to my bits of sanity, but ultimately feeling truely alive seemed to only come in spurts. I want to feel alive at every moment. Spring is on its way, which in itself is a time for renewal and growth. I can feel that happening with in myself. The ice starts to melt, and we ourselves begin to warm up and break away from the old rigidity of winter.
Today has been a wonderfully healthy day. Filled with relaxation, walking, sunshine, good food, great podcasts and music. I worked on an essay for a bit, but in the end I decided to slack of in exchange for some me time.
Up until a few days ago I was very much feeling stuck in a rut and surrounded by my own negativity. Lots of emotional talks and lots of crying. A talk that I had with Robbie really woke me up and made me realized what I was doing to my world.
"So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me"
- Dig by Incubus
Getting this journal back is once again very symbolic for me. It returned at a time when I feel I need to do more self-work and reflection. I've been writing in a hand written journal, but typing in here is so much easier for me. I look forward to writing in here again.
Today, for some reasom I decided to try one more time and typed in what I thought might be the password. Success. I was in disbelief! How did I not think of that password before?!
Either way, I am so relieved and thankful to be able to read my locked journal enries now.
I feel like this journal is now missing a huge chunk of my life!
For the past six months I have been working through my first year of University as well as working at a relationship with Robbie. Both have had their moments of greatness and times when I lost a bit of hope.
Right now I feel like I'm experiencing a rebirth. I seemed to have lost myself durring the winter month. I clung to my bits of sanity, but ultimately feeling truely alive seemed to only come in spurts. I want to feel alive at every moment. Spring is on its way, which in itself is a time for renewal and growth. I can feel that happening with in myself. The ice starts to melt, and we ourselves begin to warm up and break away from the old rigidity of winter.
Today has been a wonderfully healthy day. Filled with relaxation, walking, sunshine, good food, great podcasts and music. I worked on an essay for a bit, but in the end I decided to slack of in exchange for some me time.
Up until a few days ago I was very much feeling stuck in a rut and surrounded by my own negativity. Lots of emotional talks and lots of crying. A talk that I had with Robbie really woke me up and made me realized what I was doing to my world.
"So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me"
- Dig by Incubus
Getting this journal back is once again very symbolic for me. It returned at a time when I feel I need to do more self-work and reflection. I've been writing in a hand written journal, but typing in here is so much easier for me. I look forward to writing in here again.