I came across an article in the New York Times that talks about the benefits of so-called “expressive writing” – some of which I’ve already started to experience since I started writing this blog recently.
“Studies have shown that writing about oneself and personal experiences can improve mood disorders, help reduce symptoms among cancer patients, improve a person’s health after a heart attack, reduce doctor visits and even boost memory.”
I’m particularly keen about the benefit of boosting memory. I realized that the way I decided to cope with tough things is to pretend they never happened, to erase my memories. Until I recently realized that I’m missing out on my own life, that I’m just erasing myself. So I’m forcing myself to remember what happened, how I felt, to ask questions, to make things clear to myself. And then instead of taking memories out of my system, I’m hoping to find a place within me where they belong.
“The concept is based on the idea that we all have a personal narrative that shapes our view of the world and ourselves. But sometimes our inner voice doesn’t get it completely right. Some researchers believe that by writing and then editing our own stories, we can change our perceptions of ourselves and identify obstacles that stand in the way of better health.”
I’m looking forward to this journey. Time to confront instead of forget.
About the photo
I recently feel like the universe is giving me messages through signs on the streets. Or more likely I’ve just started paying more attention to them. Today I saw this beautiful artistic wall in one of the subway stations in San Francisco. A place where I’ve often walked, but never took a moment to look at this beauty or even notice what it said. “Love your heart.” Yes!