Do you keep a diary?
>>33419645
men call it journals
of which I own several
it's all trash anyway
no cause i'm not a big faggot
>>33419690
calling it a journal still makes you a faggot
>>33419690
>it's all trash anyway
true, but it helps me sort out my thoughts when I'm feeling particularly emotional
I will if you donate to my patreon.
>>33419645
Yes, in my head.
>>33419730
I mean my journal entries are all trash
trash I can't throw away since they represent how I felt at that point in time
almost like time-traveling
>>33419706
kthxbai
>keeping a log of facts that can and will be used against you
goooooooooood, goooooooooooooooood!
>>33419645
No, why would I want to reread all my horrible experiences.
>>33419645
Yeah.
I do so because I'm schizophrenic, it helps me keep track of events in my life and keeps my paranoia somewhat at bay. It's pretty useful to have a sort of "history" that you can check back to when youre really disoriented. Upon review, you might even have some deep introspection and maybe even work to make yourself into a more compassionate and understanding human being.also I have no friends and its a little therapeutic to bounce ideas around somewhere that isn't totally in my head.
Although I do admit it is pretty faggy.
>>33419645
I did for a while after I saw some, post a page from your journal threads, it was mostly just for writing practice though and I eventually gave up on since I never had anything to write about
>>33420443
Just log your thoughts. It doesn't have to be meaningful, in fact it usually isnt.
>>33419645
Yes but I don't write in it daily or have conversations with myself. It's for writing down designs, stories, and expressing ideas and fleshing them out for application.
I used to, but then I read it and realized I wrote 'I hate myself' or some other self-deprecating things every entry. So I burned it and have never started a new one.
>>33419645
diaries are for fagots
I started a journal on the day I had a particularly bad day with my girlfriend. It was so bad I drove to a nearby movie theater with a bottle of whisky and got shitfaced watching a movie hat I can't even remember. Then I walked out to my car and slept in it all night.
Since then I have moved on with my life but whenever I feel bad about losing her, I just reread what I wrote that day and I feel better.