The Power of Journaling Made 2020 the Happiest Year of My Life
Even in the midst of the pandemic and my toughest life moments
Recently I’ve felt stuck in a bit of a rut. I find my feet for a few days and feel like I’m back on my mojo. Then a roadblock hits and I stumble down into a depressive interlude before I’m up and trying again.
I often think back to 2020, the year I coin ‘the happiest year of my life’. I went solo-travelling (before the pandemic hit), manifested my dream relationship, quit the job I hated, and just all round felt fantastic. I felt magical even.
But what about this year made it feel so good? I ponder this question almost religiously.
Because whilst 2020 was undoubtedly one of the happiest years of my life, there were also some terrible moments of real pain and loneliness. The pandemic being just one factor and then a herniated disc in my lumbar spine landed me in hospital for well over a month. I spent that month in agony, unable to walk, toilet, or shower myself. The pandemic also meant that there were strict limitations on visitors.
So how did I spend my time in hospital when I wasn’t in rehabilitation or seeing the rare visitor? Journaling.
