From Ranting on Paper to Journaling With Purpose

Do you have a way to process your thoughts and feelings at the end of each day?

I do! For years, journaling has been my outlet. My notebooks were full of rants, dreams, raw emotions, and half-finished thoughts. It was cathartic — but it often left me stuck. I could pour everything onto the page, but I couldn’t bear to read it back. My words felt too raw, too heavy, too unstructured to help me move forward.

Then came 2020. The world shut down, and I felt like I was unraveling. On a friend’s advice, I started therapy for the first time. When my therapist asked if I journaled, I proudly said yes. But when she asked what I did with what I wrote, I had no real answer.

That was the turning point.

From Ranting to Reflection

Through therapy, I learned that journaling wasn’t just about emptying my head. It could be a tool for healing, if I used it differently. Instead of only writing what happened, I began to ask myself:

“How did that make me feel?”

It sounds simple, but it changed everything. For the first time, I wasn’t writing as if life was happening to someone else. I was writing as the lead in my own story. My feelings were valid, and they deserved a place on the page.

By naming my emotions, I started to notice patterns, triggers, and habits I hadn’t seen before. I learned how I responded to situations — and how I could respond differently next time. My journal stopped being a dumping ground and became a mirror, showing me the work I needed to do to heal.

Birth of the Blog

Lockdown forced me to stop running from my emotions. With nowhere else to go, I sat with myself — my feelings, my flaws, my patterns. It wasn’t easy, but it was liberating.

For the first time, I could reread my entries without drowning in the emotions that once scared me. I wasn’t just writing down what happened; I was understanding *why* it mattered and *how* it made me feel. That shift birthed something bigger than me: this blog.

What started as private reflection became a shared space — a way to connect with others who were also wrestling with unspoken emotions. My rants weren’t useless after all. They were the seeds of change.

Almost Five Years Later

Nearly five years ago, I nervously hit publish on my first post here. I was afraid, excited, and unsure if my words would matter. But every week since, this space has reminded me of one truth: writing is survival.

Now, as part of celebrating this milestone, I’m releasing a free ebook on **September 7, 2025**. It’s my gift to you — a collection of tools, reflections, and prompts to help you begin (or deepen) your own journaling journey.

An Invitation

Journaling saved my life, not by fixing the world around me, but by helping me understand myself within it. It taught me boundaries. It taught me compassion. And it gave me the courage to share my voice.

If you’ve ever thought journaling was “just ranting on paper,” I want you to know it can be so much more. It can be the key to seeing yourself, honouring your feelings, and choosing how you want to live.

So today, try this: grab your notebook and ask yourself one question — “How did that make me feel?”

Start there. See where it takes you.

And if you’d like some guidance, my free ebook will be waiting for you on September 7th.

Thank you for reading, for sharing, and for walking with me on this journey of self-discovery. Here’s to the next chapter.