I’m not the type of person who talks much.
Meet me in real life and you can tell that I have a terrible communication
skill. The truth is, I don’t even know how to keep a conversation going. Well, my
online self is just as awkward. I’ve lost count on how many times I killed a
conversation; in a comment section, in a chat, in a forum. I’m a total loser
when it comes to talking.
It’s not that I have nothing to say. I have
so many things going on in my head, so many things to share with people, but no
idea how to articulate them properly. On top of that, I am lacking the gut to
do so. I want to be heard but at the same time I’m too afraid to speak up. The
idea of throwing a statement, having someone reply to it and giving back
another statement in response is a little bit terrifying.
That’s why I keep a diary. I am that kind of girl with a cute and
colorful diary you’ve seen in the movies, except that my diary is kind of
plain and it's not even close to 'cute'.
Keeping a diary keeps me sane. Imagine me
as your phone’s internal storage. I have a certain capacity; a limit on how
many data you can save –let’s say 16GB minus 4GB used by the system. You save all
the pictures, sound, documents, even apps on your internal storage and suddenly
your phone starts lagging and overheating and even restarting on its own. Your
memory is almost full. Your device needs an external storage.
Imagine a diary as a memory card, as the
external storage you need. Insert the card, move your data and back them up,
and you are saving your internal storage from the torture of having too many
data to bear, too many things to process. A diary works in a similar fashion.
Your brain records a lot of things, mostly irrelevant. There are times when too
many things are running in your head and you just can’t think. You need an
external storage.
Keeping a diary is a way of burden-sharing.
You need a place to channel your opinions, experiences and feelings, and while speaking promises you an instant release, writing could be a better option.
When you speak, you just let the words out and you’re done. Unless you record it,
you have no trace of it. Writing is a complex process and even though it
requires more effort, it is a better stress-reliever in my opinion.
When you’re writing, your brain processes
several things at once. You need to form a sentence, you need to choose the
words, and you need to create a good structure so that you can really deliver
your point. Basically, you do the same thing while speaking except that the
process is quicker and more spontaneous. But writing doesn’t just stop there.
Your brain needs to control the motor system of your hand so that you can create
a handwriting or type on your keyboard.
In a verbal communication, you only need to
make a sound that people could comprehend –in other words, pronouncing your
words in a specific language –but in a written communication, you need to
express them using a certain set of symbols known as letters and forming those
letters into an understandable word through the process of combining and
arranging. Don't forget the grammar.
Also, you can never write without reading.
Triple the process, baby.
Although it sounds complicated, once you’ve
done writing, I believe that you’d feel a greater sense of satisfaction since
the amount of burden your brain released is greater as well, or so I assume. It
is a good exercise for your brain while at the same time, it is also a way for
your mind to relax.
Keeping a diary also means saving your
precious thoughts. Sometimes, you think of something brilliant and you’re so keen
of it, but then you start thinking of other things so much you completely
forget your idea. Writing it down is a good way to save you the trouble.
As long as you’re breathing, your brain will
never shut up. You need to let them out, and if you lack the ability to speak in
any way or have no one to talk to, write it down. That also explains why I’m very fond of the
idea of blogging.
And today, while casually strolling around
the internet, I found an article with a very intriguing title: A Short Guide to Manly Journaling.
Basically, the author gives you –by you,
I mean men and those who identify themselves as one –some tips on how to keep a
journal.
The title itself makes me think. To be
honest, the content of the article is applicable to all gender and I don’t get
why there is a need to label the activity as ‘manly journaling’. Is ‘girly
journaling’ a thing? Is keeping a journal a girl thing? Then what’s so unmanly about
keeping a journal? The article was even listed under 'Manly Skills' category. I’m
not trying to insult the article nor the author nor the publisher here. It
is a really nice, motivating article; a good reference for anyone who wants to start
journaling.
I’m talking about stereotype. The image of a girl with a ponytail writing on her pink, flowery notebook with a pink pen on her pink bed in a pink room that people associate the activity of keeping a diary with. Note that they seem to avoid using the
word ‘diary’ when it comes to men as if it sounds a little too feminine. Instead, they keep
referring to this activity as keeping a 'journal’. It’s almost like the word ‘journal’
is for men, while the word ‘diary’ is for women. As if the word ‘man’ and ‘diary’
do not (and shall not) belong in the same sentence. Gendering?
What I’m trying to say is that keeping a
diary, or a journal or whatever the term you refer to it with, does no harm to
every human regardless of gender and might be a good way to balance your mind,
even to improve your mental health. I’ve spent years keeping a diary and it
helps me coping with hard times, channeling both frustration and excitement, and even practicing my writing. You should try it.

Auru~
ReplyDeleteAdam! Long time no see~
DeleteI want to read your diary man. Mine is like duh, that typical girl-with-flower-notebook-and-flower-doodles. Lol
ReplyDeleteYou better not, I sound like an emo dude all the time it's embarrassing lol
DeleteProbably not as embarassing as mine. I wrote my crush's name on all over the pages. I talked about him almost everyday. Duh, I had that 'thing' until 5th/6th semester and then I threw it away T_T
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