I understand now.

[k8tlou]

I have been cleaning out my office, which closely resembles a storage closet, for the last five hours or so. Mostly in preparation for starting school next week, but also because when I eventually get pregnant I have to give up this room for the baby, so the more I clean out the less I have to shuffle to the guest room next door

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[dogs_n_rodents]

Great entry... and I'm with E, I can see my own self in this entry with the diary I wrote in, again, mainly about relationships or the lack thereof and the thoughts relating to them.

[kupi99]

Great post!

I think you are onto something with the boy thing. I never kept a dairy a day in my life, and I never did anything with boys to have issues over (which is a whole another issue, but not one for dairies). I always feel I do my best writting on LJ when something is wrong. I feel bad for the people on here who only get to read about all the hard stuff, and less of the good. I think it has more to do with pain and suffering makes me inwards focused, and reflective. Happiness, less so. I, of course, prefer happy.

[nine_muses]

This makes me wish I had kept a journal during college.

I see a lot of myself in your entry, too. It seems a lot of us are drawn to mysterious, damaged boys. Something in the nature of woman, perhaps - a desire to heal, to comfort, to be like Beatrice: a shining, saving light in the life of some poor man. Selfless, compassionate, and maybe a bit prideful. And we get crushed as a result.

[txnarmywife]

This is a beautiful, poignant entry. I'm so glad you have found healing in Kyle and truly discovered yourself in the process.

I still have some of my old diaries lying around (or is it laying around?) - one of which I started in third grade and now write in every New Year's Eve/Day. My handwriting has only changed a little bit.

[jerseychick2]

I enjoyed reading this partly because I was there for so much of this in college and partly because I can see where you've gone from there.

It is amazing to go back and reflect on your previous self. A journal is a wonderful way to do it and unlike the internet, not erasable. I found my Rome journal when we were moving and it was funny to see where I was at that point in my life.