When I was younger, I had a couple of hang backs when it came to using journals: 1) I used to be the girl that would absolutely love stationary, in particular note books, but would never have the heart to write in something so pretty 2) I would start filling a journal with notes of different kinds for a little while and then put it down. When I wanted to start writing again, I would go out and buy a new notebook because it gave me the impression of a “new start”. I used to have so many half filled or empty notebooks because of these little things. I have now been journaling for over 5 years now, and a lot of those half filled notebooks are now completed. I remember when I finished my first journal - I was fucking ecstatic that I actually managed to fill one. What stopped me before was perfectionism, I thought that in order to start a new chapter in my life I needed to buy something new to “start again” with, it needed to be a blank slate. I couldn’t possibly refresh my life with ...