"I used to write down my thoughts all the time...

...and it got me through everything. I'd write page after page about what was going on around me. Growing up I always kept a journal. I had about 5 or 6 before I stopped keeping them. For years I wanted to write a book about my own life and experiences. However, parts of my own life are not worth writing about and I am not one that lives in the past very well. When I was a teenager my *new best friend at the time Liz read my journal. She even encouraged a few others to read it. In it I wrote about my first few thoughts on being gay. Suddenly, everything was out in the open all because my journal was being read. I call Liz my *new best friend because my whole life I have always had one best friend. That being Marie. Back then I rotated *new best friendships all the time. Marie would never do such a thing. She would never invade my personal space in such a tragic way. Why would anybody want to read somebodies journal? I would never want to know deep inner thoughts someone I knew was having. I don't know if any of this has any baring on why I don't keep a journal anymore. I don't think so because I kept one for years after. I got to a certain age where it just stopped. I also started to hate talking about myself so much. Part of it had to do with a time in my life that wasn't going so well and I think writing about it just made me feel worse. I haven't written in my journal since. "