The Good Patrons of 750 Words

A Note of Inspiration from Member Kathia Abba Gana

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My first diary was a gift from my father for my birthday when I was turning 9 years old. It spawned years of consistent journaling… then puberty hit, life went into fast forward and I stopped the practice. I would constantly buy journals promising myself I would start again but NOPE. Procrastination and inconsistency had a good grip on my life.

Fast forward to present day… I am going through the hardest thing I have ever endured: my husband was diagnosed in 2018 with ALS and his health is steadily declining.

There are so many emotions that come with this situation and though I have a magnificent set of humans that support me emotionally, I found myself crying by myself more often than not. My sister mentioned this site. At first, I thought I prefer writing by hand but had to question that gumption since I hadn’t been journaling at all for years. I decided to give it a shot. I just completed my first month of 750 words in February.

This site has been such a blessing. It is the only thing and I mean… THE ONLY THING that I have autonomy over in my life. It is the one thing I do consistently and I am so very grateful for this platform. It allows me the space and privacy to have emotional diarrhea and affords me a feeling of accomplishment and peace each and every time I do it.

My initial motivation in writing this was to get a badge, lol… but truth is, I truly hope that my message touches you if you are grieving and/or are in a dark place in your life. Here’s to hoping that it gets better (as they say) but in the meantime, get it all out of your system… be a self-cleaning oven.

Testimonial Note from Kathia Abba Gana on Tue, Mar 02

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