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You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink

For as long as I could remember, I have been a healer. The one everyone comes to when they need help, guidance or just someone to listen until they feel better. I try my hardest to be there, primarily knowing how grateful I would feel for someone to be there for me in my time of need and it makes me feel amazing. However, lately, understandably being the empath that I am, I have found that this task has brought on a lot more stress and anxiety than it has comfort from the ones I care about and knowing that they are okay.

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Why I utilize, and will continue the use of my gratitude journal

For as long as I can remember, I held onto a journal. Not the kind you play mash in and hide the key under your pillow thinking no one will find it, but an inconspicuous notebook that went everywhere with me so that in times of fear, anger, happiness and even sadness I had the opportunity to let it out. But starting a new journey with a gratitude journal earlier this year has sincerely changed the way I navigate my everyday life.