The Little Orange Journal

May 1, 2023– 8:58 pm



This is me drafting my first-ever “blog” post. I’ve always wanted to create a blog of some sort because I have always loved writing in journals throughout the years, so why not bring it to the good ol’ internet? I remember when I first started to get into journaling. I was in high school and I vividly remember going through my first heartbreak when I didn’t make the cheer team after cheerleading for nine years. That was when I remember hitting rock bottom for the first time. I needed to get my feelings out. All of the anger, sadness, confusion, everything. Little did I know that that is where my love for journaling came to be. The ability to get all of my feelings, words, and thoughts out on multiple pieces of paper in a tiny little book felt secure. A book of my life, every little bit of it. Of course, I keep my journal very confidential and bring her with me everywhere, but over the years I have learned so many things about myself that I felt like someone else could relate as well.



Lately, I’ve been forgetting about writing in my little orange journal because I’ve been so busy with life. A couple of months ago I would take that journal with me everywhere. Any small thought that would pop into my brain, I’d write it out. I remember when I picked up that journal. At the beginning of the year, I was having a really hard time mentally. But I have come to realize that I am not alone because I know that in life everyone struggles from time to time. Mental health is no joke and I will continue to preach that until the day I die. I remember at the beginning of this year, I was at rock bottom, just like that time in high school. It had honestly been a while since I had felt that way, but I knew that I needed to pick myself up every day to push through it. So one gloomy day I drove myself to Barnes and Noble and looked at the many different colored journals that they had to offer. This bright tangerine-colored journal caught my eye immediately because orange seemed like a very uplifting color at the time. Once I got home and sat at my desk in my bedroom, I grabbed a pen, dated the first page of the journal, and started writing. I probably sat there for 45 minutes writing all of my emotions out. That first journal entry was very relieving and took the weight off of my shoulders. I’ve been writing in the same journal every day since then. She is well-loved and covered in a bunch of my favorite stickers that consist of my favorite brands, mental health, hearts, butterflies, and my faith. But you’re probably thinking– “Why are you typing a blog post if you write in your journal daily?”. I still write in that journal, don't get me wrong, but a lot of the time my hand cramps up because I am writing so much. I also have felt in my heart that someone out there could use my own personal struggles and stories to feel seen and heard. 



The little orange journal has heard it ALL. Every moment since the beginning of this year, she’s heard all of the happy times, sad moments, self-improvement journeys, you name it. Turns out my journal isn’t so confidential anymore. :)  I hope that throughout my blog you find yourself resonating with what I’ve gone through and grown through, because I promise, I’m right there with you. <3

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