I don’t know where I happened upon this, but I’ve tried keeping journals for years and it always ends with me ripping out pages and starting over...or me just throwing them away in general. Ever since I was a kid, I failed at keeping journals. It honestly makes me so angry.....
...so boom. Wreck This Journal. A place for me to unleash hell and be destructive yet creative. I haven’t done much to it yet, but I’m doing a little more each day and wanted to share. So far it’s been a very cathartic experience <3
A) Fresh new, clean journal.
B) My sister’s dog knows the command “hit”, so I let her take a few whacks at the brand new book.
C) The first page(s) I actually destroyed....we were out at an Italian restaurant and I said to my sister that I guess I could smear some spaghetti sauce on it...next thing I know my Mom’s fork is all over the page smearing sauce everywhere. It was chunky and gross and I regretted everything. When I got home, I took a napkin to it to get the chunks out....but the stain and smell remain....as it should, lol
D) There is a page that says to close the journal and write/scribble on the edges. I wrote “Hope. Love. Fear.” on the bottom and colored the top in a rainbow.....but I quickly realized how much I loved the rainbow more and colored over the bottom and made all the edges rainbow colored.
