Throughout the semester, the students were assigned to express their daily thoughts, struggles, and conflicts in a personal journal. However, we were not supposed to think about our writing process; instead, students had to express their first and initial thoughts. After each journal, we had to draw a symbolic compass where we expressed how we felt mentally, emotionally, physically and spiritually throughout the week. My first impression of this journal wasn't very positive, mainly because writing and expressing my thoughts is definitely not my forte. I feel this is due because I’m a very logical and perfectionist kind of person, therefore, going for the jugular, expressing my initial thoughts, and not thinking about my writing is extremely hard for me.
The rules about writing in this journal were very simple. First of all, we always had to keep our hand moving, regardless if we weren't writing consistently or coherently, and kept changing subjects. I feel like that was the most important rule because it forced us to write our precise thoughts in the moment, and to not over-think. Another rule was to forget spelling, grammar, and punctuation while we wrote the journal. This part was definitely the hardest for me because, as I said before, I’m a very logical person, and I tend to over-think and perfect everything. During the first few weeks, I used to forget about these things, however, it was inevitable for me to cross out words when I wrote them incorrectly. It really took me a while to adapt to these rules and start forgetting about spelling, grammar, and punctuation, and although I didn’t notice at first, I understood how these things distracted me from writing my thoughts and emotions.
Writing daily journals made me realize many aspects and attitudes of me that I previously did not know of. It’s very strange to go back and read my old journal posts, and see how college actually influences my emotions daily. Throughout my inside journey, I discovered a great amount of my thoughts were directly related to college work. In fact, the vast majority of my compasses also portrayed my anxiety due to tests and projects, which made me feel stressed out and exhausted all the time.
Although this activity was a burden during the first few weeks, at the end I realized how important this experience really was; I was able to identify the factors and circumstances that stressed me out and gave me anxiety. Also, by pouring my heart and soul through those journals, I had the opportunity of discovering how my mind changes constantly. It’s surprising how much I actually learned from myself while I was writing; every single time I read my old journal posts, I immediately get transported to that specific moment and I feel the emotions that were taking over me. I believe other people should have some sort of diary where they can pour their thoughts into a notebook, and self-evaluate their life throughout a matter of weeks as well.