My Journey Journal experience

When we first started our Journey Journal I was confused, I didn't understand the point of it and I thought it was a bit of a burden. I wasn't used to sitting down, writing my own thoughts everyday as sort of a task; I did, however, write my thoughts whenever I had the free time and mood to do so. This was my first experience doing it schedually, and my first time ever writing what came to mind. I'm the type of person that plans things ahead of time and I have the traits of a perfectionist. Getting used to this style of messy, don't-stop-writing strategy was an obstacle, and I still haven't mastered it. Usually, I would write about my future plans and assignments, and the occasional "reason as to why I'm currently having a panic attack", but after a while I did begin writing whatever popped into my head. This included song lyrics, quotes, worries, to do lists, and complaints. If I could say I noticed a change, if any considering I barely felt any, was that by the end of the semester, my worries concerning about my concentration knowledge stopped feeling so unfulfilling. I was worried I lacked preparation and experience but that's the point of learning. I don't feel completely satisfied, but I feel comfortable enough, and that's the point of college.
It's been so long since I open up to myself and to others. You get so involved in your everyday life that you forget about self care and love. My Life Compasses sometimes expressed that notion numerically. By the end of my journal entries, I averaged a 2.9/3 awareness points, 2.4/3 physical points, 3/3 mental points and 2.6/3 emotional points, for a total of an average of 10.9/12, which isn't a bad number. For the most part I felt tired because of lack of sleep or exhaustion from the week, and sometimes emotionally blue. But I tried my best to stay focused and aware of my surroundings. This semester was stressful, but I've had worse. My multigenre project had me thinking about my past and living in, and analyzing the moment. Having to dig up memories I hadn't thought of in a decade was intriguing, because I know that kid ten years ago was a completely different person from who I am today. Walking around observing, or analyzing in depth the images we studied in class is therapeutic for the mind. We see but we barely observe, and although it may seem like the same concept, in the ladder you invest energy into delve into the topic of discussion or object of study. Every project was engaging and to see everyone's take on them brought a smile to my face. This is a project I would consider redoing; in retrospect it seems like a lot of work, but when you can look back and see your progress, you know it's worth it.