Do you journal or keep a diary?

I’ve been doing so for many years. It’s electronic, I do it on my phone and it’s pretty brief. I note my activities for the day, some times weather, people I encounter, etc. How I’m felling and sexual activity of course. I use a 1 thru 5 ranking system and sometimes a few word discriptors of my thoughts before, during and after an encounter with some one. I sometimes do note peoples names but often use only initials. The journal is private, for my eyes only.

No

I've kept two since I was a kid. One is written out in pencil longhand. Random thoughts, tirades, story ideas, and the day's doing. The other is photographic, five or ten images a day of whatever catches my eye.

I do journal. Else I will go mad! Some thoughts, if I may be allowed to use this as my scratch pad...

Some of you might remember me from the last time I was active here. It was a while back. I was motivated for a lot of things - To lose weight, to become desirable, to be more sexy. I am growing old, faster than ever, and my biggest fear was growing ugly 'unfulfilled'.

It got to me, my presence on this platform. I ran away, fearing what I had become. But I could not, for long. Mentally, I am at a much worse state now, than I was when i first came here. I feel dark, depraved, and seek thrills that I cannot even talk about openly. I am losing myself. And I hope this time around, I lose myself beyond repair. Yes, I mean it.

Posting something of mine - I am more unfit physically and mentally than I have ever been. But the last few weeks, I have tried to become sexy again. Some have looked at me, and some have body shamed me.

Happy new year, to all you amazing men and women.

I am back for the people who have not let me slip into oblivion. You know who you are. You make me feel alive.

I am constantly battling. With health, with relationships, with the obnoxious body fat that won't go away.

In those times, you make me feel, alive.

This is for you!

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I am back for the people who have not let me slip into oblivion. You know who you are. You make me feel alive.

I am constantly battling. With health, with relationships, with the obnoxious body fat that won't go away.

In those times, you make me feel, alive.

This is for you!

Don't you look like the Indian social media influencer Sanjana Kalra (https://www.instagram.com/sanjanasingh_official)? I knew I've seen your photos somewhere.

I used to be very faithful to my diary - it was personal and very private, and recorded pretty much everything, including some pictures of a few things I wanted to remember. That was college and the first year or two of grad school. I've looked back through it - like travelling back in time. One thing I definitely noticed was that in college, without a real boyfriend, my life read like a porn movie - so many ways to so many things with so many different people. And the pictures - memories. I'm going to a college reunion next year - a bunch of people who starred in my diary will be there. Should be fun......

No I don't. Don't want to leave a paper trail. My hubby might find it and find out that other men come to our house and mount me while he is at work

It should be a dutiful sub's task to record her day's every sexual thought and deed for her Master's scrutiny. 👁️

I used to journal a lot when I was in college. I fell out of the habit when I graduated (20+ years ago). I used to think I was documenting some kind of important developmental phase of my artistic career. Turns out I was just documenting how much of a stupid self-centered asshole 22 year old me was (I'm probably still a stupid self-centered asshole at 46 now, but in new ways that I won't be able to fully appreciate until I'm in my 60s). I can't really stand to look at them anymore. I should probably burn them, but I haven't yet for some reason.