Imagine being able to recount exactly how you felt during crucial events in your life. To read back your memories of the last two years and understand your feelings at the time. The hundreds of pages filled with my messy handwriting do that for me. If I had to save one thing, one thing I could not live without, it would be my journal.

In my journal, I have been recording my true feelings about events that I have gone through. Every heartbreak, every concert, every family issue, everything is recorded in my journal. 

These pages do not only allow me to spill my feelings, but they also give me something to look back on in the future. It helps me to remember the joy that certain moments had given me and it helps me to remember the emotional struggles I had to overcome. 

I realized how much I truly forget about what is going on in my life, the little things. Keeping track of even the smallest moments in a journal would help me to reflect and remember in the future without having to rely on my memory recall. 

As well as looking back on my own memories, my journal can give perspective to those around me. I have told almost every person that I am close to that if something were to happen to me, if there was the chance I wouldn't be able to express my true feelings about moments in my life, they would be allowed to read the journal. From it, they would be able to understand my perspective of situations I have endured, and what it made me think and feel at those times. 

The book I have written in for so long is one of, if not the most, important possessions of mine. I could not live without it, because living without it would mean living without the details of those memories. I want to remember it all, good and bad.