I started a journal because I couldn't get up in the morning. I needed two days to finally leave the apartment for groceries. I just layed in bed with closed curtains left for school and layed down again. also my go to reaction was crying. At some point I had worked myself up to get outside. No place to go, no friends to meet so I bought a blank scetchbook. Since this day, it's my journal. one page is one day. I date the pages 2 weeks ahead, first thing in the morning is to write thw weekday in the first language that comes to mind next to the number. I've made that a routine. The idea is to fit that mess in my head on to one page. I keep the bottom edge clear and usw that as calender/tasks. I feel that keeping this journal is most I've ever helped myself. I'm just into the second Moleskin, haven't skipped a day yet.