I said I was quitting once and for all! All these failed attempts (1, 2, 3, 4) should’ve been my wake-up call that journaling just isn’t for me. But nope, I’m stubborn as ever, convincing myself I’m not quitting. I love diaries! 🖊️ I love the idea of them. Back in elementary and high school, I filled up tons of diaries. In college, it was schedulers and planners. The funny thing? I wasn’t obsessed with making them look pretty or aesthetic. I just needed an outlet for my younger self to pour everything into.

Looking back now, I think I sabotaged myself by trying to become one of those picture-perfect “journalers” you see on social media. But that’s just not me!

Honestly, I think the reason my three-ring binder journal didn’t last long was because I forced myself into this aesthetic that didn’t feel like me. Don’t get me wrong—I loved it, so much! 💖 But I’m realizing I’m more of a “diarist” than a “journaler.” That’s probably why my journaling attempts haven’t stuck.

These past few months have been tough. 😩 Anxiety’s been riding high, so I downloaded an app and just started spilling my guts there. And now? Now I’m seriously considering picking up journaling again. Browsing cute journals on Shopee definitely isn’t helping my self-control. I’m this close to giving it another shot!

I mean, I’ve been consistent with my digital journaling app for half a year now, so maybe it’s time to return to my roots as a good ol’ diarist. (Side note: I’m so weak for cute journals—it’s basically a sin at this point. 🛍️)

So… am I quitting? Or is this just a new chapter in my journal journey? Stay tuned, I guess! ✨