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I started to journal to myself very late in 2007.

It was quite prophetic because it was just a matter of weeks before a couple of the biggest events of my entire life occurred just after I'd set up the ability to write about them.

It’s been electronic ever since it existed (I wrote in other places elsewhere but not to this extent)

It hit 500 pages yesterday.

I don't write every day or even anything like it; I generally write when it's bad, not when it's good, but it gives me something to look back at and to learn from and to see what was happening and what I was doing.

It's hidden (extremely well), and it's password-protected. No one will ever find it or get it, and it will die with me.

For that reason, it's honest, brutally honest; it exposes me not as a fallible hero, but just as fallible.

I write this here to tell you to start now, in whatever way you can, because in many ways your journal is the best friend you could ever have.

Never talks back, never judges, just allows you in black and white to judge yourself.

We're all trying to be better all the time (most of us failing), but at least it's a reference point in your journal so you can see where you were and perhaps at least once in a while, not fall down the same hole you've already fallen down 1000 times before.

I reckon it saved my life on more than one occasion, and I'm not joking.

I would give that a try.

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