When I was in seventh grade, I attended an alternative school on a farm in Southern Oregon
The very first thing our teachers gave each of us was a blank, hardbound journal. They encouraged us to write in it regularly, starting that very day. I took mine and sat under a bridge over a creek, where I began writing about my thoughts and feelings for the first time. For a confused 12-year-old brain, it was a godsend.
Writing helps you:
Clarify your thinking…