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7 Cups Private Journal Feature: Your Personal Safe Space
by SoulfullyAButterfly
Last post
August 4th
...See more Having a safe space to reflect and document your thoughts and feelings can be a valuable tool in your wellness toolbox. A lot of us at 7 Cups have been journaling and self-reflecting, and I wanted to highlight the private journal feature which currently lives on our profiles as well as under the path steps we can take:  With the Private Journal feature, you can: 📝 Create Personal Entries: Document your thoughts, emotions, and experiences in a completely private setting. It's your space to express yourself freely, without judgment. 📆 View on Your Timeline: Your journal entries are organized on a timeline, alongside other site activity like messages, hearts, path steps taken, and assessment score data. This timeline provides a holistic view of your progress and self-care journey. Have you tried out this feature yet? Feel welcome to share feedback and any ideas on how you would want this feature updated to meet your journalling needs.
Join the One Line A Day Journaling Challenge
by SoulfullyAButterfly
Last post
July 7th
...See more It might not seem like much, but putting pen to paper and writing down our thoughts and feelings can do wonders for our well-being. When we journal, we create a safe and private space where we can express ourselves freely and without judgment. This can be especially helpful if we find it hard to share our feelings with others. Journaling also helps us gain clarity and perspective on our thoughts and emotions. We can identify patterns in our thinking and behavior, which can help us recognize triggers and make positive changes in our lives. It can also be a powerful tool to manage stress, anxiety, and other mental health challenges. By writing down our worries and concerns, we can release some of the tension we're carrying around and feel more at ease. 7 Cups has recently launched a Journals & Diaries community and we’re kicking off the launch with a fun challenge you can join! To start and maintain a journaling practice, we are launching a One Line A Day Challenge, where you are invited to journal only one line a day, for 1 month (or more!). Here’s how to join in: * Subscribe to the Journals & Diaries subcommunity at 7 Cups by clicking “Join”. * Consider taking the Flourishing Assessment [https://www.7cups.com/assessment/Flourishing] before you begin the challenge to get a sense of how well you are thriving. This free assessment helps you get insight on your strengths too! * Click the “One Line A Day” topic on the right-hand side of the Journals & Diaries community homepage. Create a thread for your journaling journey. An example thread is “SoulfullyAButterfly’s One Line A Day Thread [https://www.7cups.com/forum/JournalsDiaries_219/OneLineADay_2524/SoulfullyAButterflysOneLineADayThread_301755/]”. You can mention your starting date and any other requests you would like (such as whether you prefer people only read or are ok to get supportive replies) in your first post. * Feeling stuck? We will also create daily journaling prompt threads under the “One Line A Day” topic/section to help you reflect on different things. While this is optional, you can use the prompts for inspiration and can respond under those threads (feel welcome to copy the prompt/response) onto your own thread if you feel like having everything in one place! An additional feature 7 Cups offers is your private journal and timeline. To view it, feel welcome to click here [https://www.7cups.com/path/]. Will you be joining the One Line A Day Challenge? Let us know below and tag other users you think may enjoy this!
A place for my thoughts (and yours) as I cycle through life
by CyclingThroughLife
Last post
45 seconds ago
...See more I think I will use this spot as a brain dump when needed....I'm having a hard time navigating the forums. I'm not sure where to put things, don't know if there is a way to be notified if someone comments back on my threads but I'm sure I'm missing somebfood stuff, and when it tells me I'm tagged get lost trying to find it....I find I do better navigating the site from my laptop on the web than I do from the android app on the phone so most of my thought dumps will be from the computer, when I actually have time to log in amd type.... I also hate trying to type on my phone....I have the fat finger issue and a lot of times my words are wrong or spell check puts some crazy crap in there that I don't catch and it comes out as nonsense....anyway...if anyone else reads this and wants to be part of my brain dumps, feel free...I'm always open to, but don't always listen to advice, comments and constructive criticism....sooooo to anyone reading, welcome to my world....
my journal: various subjects, opinionating, CW at times
by slowdecline48
Last post
19 minutes ago
...See more The title explains itself. If you're interested in the ramblings of a middle-aged man with chronic conditions who, at times, sees things a little too clearly for his own good, then read on. Sometimes I get political, but it won't be all the time. I don't mind comments in general but if you're going to differ with what I write, that's fine--as long as you can explain your position clearly & reasonably. Rants, shouting & general incoherence will be ignored or flagged, depending on the situation. Try to remember that not everyone else in this world holds your beliefs. Every so often I may post art or snapshots of projects I'm working on. If you're still interested after reading all the above, great. (I do wonder at how much time you have on your hands, though)
moonspace. (my lonely corner)
by LoveMyMoonflowers
Last post
3 hours ago
...See more TW just in case. hi,  this is just my new diary thread. :') …i was going to write an introduction and then a paragraph or two about why im making this new space until i realised i’m not a person worth knowing anyways, and nothing i say would actually matter. now that i think about it most of what i'd write would be pathetic. *i’m doing it again - being pathetic. ugh.* anyways… there is just one note i’d like to add here… please, no replies 💜 unless i have tagged you somewhere in this space. i probably won’t be tagging anyone right now though.  this is just my new corner. my lonely space.  thanks for reading :')  - ni.
@amiableBunny4016 space
by amiableBunny4016
Last post
13 hours ago
...See more Hi everyone, Im gonna be posting here every week. So.. you may or may not have seen my poems across 7cups or my writing. Anyways, if you have not then thats okay. Let me introduce myself. You can call me Bunny/Violet/Bun Bun. I am from the UK and I am 13 years old. So I came here to inspire, to love, to show kindness and to be respected. The biggest power on this planet is love and kindness. Humanity is in a state of disaster. Panic. Hatred. But hate never beats love. Because love has more power than hate. I was bullied for over 6 years. I learnt alot across the years. I learnt to overcome. Learnt to love. Learnt to forgive. I am human. I am not a robot. I am not a stranger anymore. I am me. And if people wanna judge me for who I am then I say.... I forgive them. And I know that they can change. Like Martin Luther King once said, “Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.” Humanity is changing. The world is awakening. And more and more people are realising the reality. The reality of social media. The reality of trauma. The reality of life. This is who we are. And together we form as 1. We live in a big world. Scary. Isn't it? But its to beautiful. Its so beautiful how the sun rises. How then stars glimmer every night. How the wind howls. Isn't it? and we dont realise how beautiful it really is until..... we think about it. Think deeply about it and you will find how beautiful it is. If your feeling alone right now. just know that..... Your strong. Even if you dont believe it. Your worthy. Even if you dont believe it. You can get through this. I am here for you. We are here for you. Thanks for reading, This is me, Bunny and this is my world. Take care, Bunny
in the wonders of my mind💗.
by iloveyouxx
Last post
16 hours ago
...See more hey there :D hm. last time I checked you didn’t look like me🧐makes sense doesn’t it😛since there can only be one *me*✨one of a kind now arent I😁/sar. one out of 8118835999✨🌷can you imagine :0 o right- you can- becoss you’re also one of a kind💖 sorrysorry haha :P🤍im just messing around xD💞also it’s 2am- but shush no snitching🤫I’ll sleep in a while😁when I’m feeling a bit more sane :>😛🩷 wanted to have my own space.💜 for thoughts feelings vents or just anything on my mind.💙 to whoever's coming across :'3💜please dont lurk here.🩷 I know anyone can have access to this forum :')💙but please be respectful🩷.(but honestly..I know someone will either way :P💛 y’all get crazy nosy haha- it’s alright.💛nothing too interesting will be here anyway💛if you would like to come in and be supportive it’s completely okie💛but please don’t make it a regular or "normal" thing if that makes sense. just have a sort of limit💛because I’d still like this to be just my space ^-^💛)
Ni's Little Solace
by LoveMyMoonflowers
Last post
2 days ago
...See more Not sure why I am creating this thread exactly, and I'm doing this so late at night as well :') I just felt... like I should do this haha. I do have a one line a day thread although I... don't think I have felt so free over there to write as much as I wished. So I thought maybe... I should just make another thread, a diary perhaps.. where I can really be myself.. and maybe post pictures and quotes, literary quotes maybe... and poems.. specifically haiku hehe. Also vents.. thoughts and maybe letters :') Replies are welcome as well <3 although please remember to stay respectful and kind. *sending lots of love and hugs because why not*
Modal0154
by Modal0154
Last post
2 days ago
...See more Easter days 2k24+ Previously https://www.7cups.com/forum/journal/General_2520/2252k24_324465/?p=4 ___ Uggh you try to escape here and something drags you back here. The need or impulse to alleviate something sore. Put your pride aside but you find no content in producing content in how you find yourself yet again in this spot to reside. This is why it's important to learn to not to take it all so seriously, preferably not via indifference or an ignorant sort of humour. Humour that understated key to wisdom, difficult to entertain whereas too many think vice-versa a course to take. __ I don't like how Psychforum's journal section is moderated and I'm fairly surprised by how neither Wrongplanet nor Reddit (as far as I know) have sections for journalling. Ditching this place would be easier if the prospect of immediate contact with listeners wasn't justified by my experiences.
In The Gloaming TW *just in case*
by mytwistedsoul
Last post
Tuesday
...See more With the tragic loss of the feed and after much debate and discussion. It's been decided to create a new thread. Soul space so to speak. A journal of sorts. A place where I can dump some of the nonsense that goes on in my head. While replies are welcome - they aren't necessary.
my inner critic’s letter to an exile
by abigailbee
Last post
Sunday
...See more my last creative writing - months old but starting to feel the words again. thanks :) this is censored but references to abuse, body, harm and others.  i worry.      i had my first raw, jarring therapy breakthrough in a remarkable amount of years and i’ve become really emotional over it.      i have been slipping on a pretty noticeable downward trajectory for the past 6-or-so years, and i have been doing nothing but building up momentum doing so. whether i try to stop myself or not, i have been gaining speed and crashing into things and losing things and ruining things that you’d think would bring on some amount of clarity; instead, the length of time between these situations has lessened while the crash on impact has only intensified. it was pretty common to feel the occasional sense of dysphoria or detachment in my teens and into my 20s. i am now 34 years old and stare at myself in the mirror waiting to catch the moment when my body and its reflection don’t match. i start to lose any feeling of possession over my looks, or simply my entire being. i was in a philosophy class that i truly had barely found myself able to attend and did end up dropping the class just a few weeks later, but i felt so connected to the concept of body-mind dualism: the idea that we are only the electricity and hormones and synapses firing in our brain, and our actual self is separated entirely from the bodies we find ourselves in. i convinced myself for far too long of time that i was simply “plugged in” to the things i was experiencing. my ideations weren’t active. i developed and cradled passivity. i was passively kling myself, and i chose that over and over and over again without acknowledging that i was capable of making changes for myself. a cycle of self-imposed suffering.      my core negative beliefs: i am inconvenient. i am unlovable. i am powerless.      at 19 years old i was admitted during a cardiac event and treated for esophageal tears and early signs of kidney failure because i had multiple eating d/orders, but to me it felt like i had found control . i od’d on o-piates when i was 24 and woke up after two days in a basement with compartment syndrome, pneumonia and s. assault, but to me it felt like i had found control. i entered treatment for co-occuring disorders when i was 28 a year to the day after my sister’s suicide due to my uncontrollable s-stance abuse, self h and psychotic episodes, but to me it felt like i had found control. at 30 years old i had a bac of .191 and was denied pain medication for a compound hip and leg fracture because my drug screen came back positive for substances i didn’t remember taking, but to me it felt like i had found control. at 32 years old i was diagnosed with a personality disorder, a mood disorder, a behavioral disorder, major depressive disorder and chronic anxiety that cost me and lost me years to improper medication management, disassociation and stigmas, but to me it felt like i had found control. i have lost healthy relationships of all kinds, career opportunities, financial wellness, my credibility on all types of scales and large amounts of pride, but to me it truly, truly felt like i had found control.      i was very young when i started purposefully creating and practicing specific “people pleasing” behaviors that i now recognize as emotional monitoring. as i started to develop more self-awareness, i also increasingly started to recognize my own distress and discomfort relative to what i felt was my life, and i had no way to process and control these feelings internally or control any part of my environment externally. my first misappropriated behavior was manipulating interactions to have positive outcomes through placating, as a way to minimize my own discomfort. i had no way to communicate my hypersensitivity and i had no bodily autonomy of my own, and i never developed an ability to protect myself from overexposure because that was never modeled to me. and so i became a very measured, very intuitive, very attentive child - now a very insecure and very unsettled adult. eventually these shortcuts became habits, and these habits eventually became fastened into my fiber of my being, my personality traits, ultimately developing into my chronic feelings of emptiness and uneasiness because i had replaced my own sense of security with a continuous at-odds gamble on how others would react, and ultimately that developed into restlessness and worry and this gnawing need to always be thinking about the next move, the next play, the next thing to say when ultimately, what i worked so hard on curating around me would crumble once and when i disappointed you.      i worry.      i never truly identified as a shy kid, but i went from always being surrounded by kids from my school and neighborhood to playing by myself, and it happened pretty quickly. i was put into this situation growing up that reinforced a sense of powerlessness with abrupt changes in the family dynamic, frequent moves out of school districts and eventually a shift out of public school entirely. my sister and i were forced to make space for new fundamentalist religious indoctrinations, expected social changes and interpersonal paranoias, changing educational routines and also the burden of developing habits of independence without maturity or grace. by the time i was put back into public school, i was a 12-year-old child who always had ice cream and never had a bedtime, but i cried every night because my mommy was an alcoholic and if i didn’t convince her to stop drinking then i would be the reason she burned in *** for eternity.      and by the time i was a teenager it was becoming apparent that what i had innocently believed would be picking up a single piece of trash before anyone else noticed had slowly and deceptively and quietly grown into a whole belief system where i associated any person’s trash with my own personal and spiritual failures to a point where i believed that i was that trash. my entire self worth constantly trembling on stilts, always braced for the eventual fall. i was out of most extracurricular activities by the time i was 16 and instead found comfort in reading as a way to reinforce a means of feeling prepared - feeling secure, feeling safe. i would research things that i felt i had missed out on learning, and then i would research things that i felt would make me appear more confident and capable, and ultimately i would research things just as an way to hide behind something that i wouldn’t be capable of becoming minimized from. i will forever be a proud seeker and supporter of self education, but i was ingesting unhealthy amounts of information about things i was not emotionally equipped to handle and this became very apparent when i was in high school and lost my voice overnight with a random bout of laryngitis. i couldn’t whisper, i couldn’t whistle, i couldn’t scream if i wanted to. we lived in a farmhouse on a plot of land that didn’t have visibility to another human being unless you were half a mile out of a treeline. i had never experienced cyclical rumination until that first night, when i laid in my bed and for the first time ever in my life thought, “what if someone is looking in the windows and it’s so dark, i can’t see them there?” and then they began dripping out, “did i lock my windows?”, “did i lock my door?”, “is the front door locked?”, “should i close the blinds?”      “what if someone breaks in my room tonight and rps me and slts my throat and no one will hear me scream?”, “who would find my body first?”, “do rp victims go to ***?”      i worry.      i didn’t sleep for three days. that was ***. no one knew, eyes up. my thoughts were a burden. i was a burden. i was a problem. i was a deficit. my 4.0 gpa average dropped to 1.9 within half of a school year. i was a deficit. i was a problem. i was a burden. my thoughts were a burden.      then, i would find myself facing this question once again just 3 years later, staring at my ceiling.      a rp victim.      no one could know about me. (no one.)      i lost more friends. i secured new bad habits. i became addicted to the satisfaction i felt when i deprived myself of things i felt i didn’t deserve. i didn’t deserve new shoes. i didn’t deserve full meals. i didn’t deserve others’ time. i didn’t deserve my wellbeing. what started off as controlling my suffering by satisfying others eroded into a satisfaction from my suffering. i became a prisoner trapped by my freedoms. i stopped writing for myself. my journals that were once filled with poems and drawings and observations were emptied to torn-out pages and scratched out words because i hated how masculine my handwriting looked. my soul diaries became food diaries. i starved every part of me, from my spirit to my spine - one more visible than the other.      i wore the same outfit a few days in a row if i knew other people were going to see me, because once my teacher told me she liked the sweater i wore the day before but didn’t say she liked the sweater i was wearing that day. i took that to mean that the sweater i chose to wear that day was unreasonable hideous and i had no right to attempt personal style. this would grow into a paranoia that i was actually disgusting and i became fixated on the idea that i was unclean or appeared unkempt, so i would instead change up to 6 ot 7 times per day. i slowly started to erase myself, and that space was quickly filled in with cementing, paralyzing self doubt. that self doubt, over time, developed into resentment - into contempt - eventually, into self hatred. i was a pendulum swinging between fighting for myself and fighting myself,  punishing myself by throwing my body against the rocks and then drowning myself, disgusted that i bleed.      i took up space - a continual apology. “i’m sorry that i am here.”      i obsess over how to be the best possible person. what should i know? what do i need to fix? how can i act differently so that it is easier to love me? “i promise, i barely feel it..” i’ll make parts of me smaller, and the parts i can’t maker smaller will be worked on to be disguised. i’ll blend in. i’ll become the exact person you want, because your happiness makes me happy.      shouldn’t that make me happy?   i’m not.      i’m a liar, and i am a good one. (the worst kind.) &#x200B;    “i know you don’t have room for me, but please don’t leave me.” not because i need you. i don’t need anyone. i don’t even need myself. i am here only out of the fear that if i leave, and someone should need me, i’d then have to say “i’m sorry that i am not there.”       what if that is a lie too?      are you happy? i just need to know, so i know what outfit to wear. what face should i be making?      (is it happy?)      i am inconvenient. i am unlovable. i am powerless. i think i locked the windows, but i’ll check again - not because i don’t trust you; because i don’t believe i am capable of trust.      i worry. i worry that i’m not capable of much at all. i’m not.
In the Corner
by unassumingEyes
Last post
October 30th
...See more Sometimes, the thoughts in my head repeat over and over and over again until I need to tell them to someone, even if noone's listening. So, this is my little corner to do that. Thoughts and thoughts and thoughts. Trigger warnings, just incase. And, @LoveMyMoonflowers, @justmeeva @DarkerPlaces and @iloveyouxx are welcome to replies. Not really comfortable with anyone else. Sorry for tagging. Be safe everyone <3
Puffy's small yapping place ^w^ !!!
by Puffy2009
Last post
October 28th
...See more Hi there awesome people !! really saw a lot of people  making their own entries on here and that inspired me to make my own ^w^ ! Possible TW/CW: will talk about blood at times ,  Homophobia uhhh I might be a puffball of joy but I do have my own problems so be patient with me ^w^'  hope that you're having a great  and sparkly day !!! (going to keep this thing updated from day to day as Im not active as much due to me being stressed and having a lot of school work-)
To Adalida (Journal collections)
by Apeatrice
Last post
October 27th
...See more Tw; sex (assault & lgbtq), domestic abuse, sh and social anxiety. ----------------(◍•ᴗ•◍)----------------- Hi lovelies. Hope life is treating you nice. *Strength and luck to you* Please don't park your comments here, thank you. 😊 ----------------- ʕ•ᴗ•ʔ ----------------- Just because it burns, doesn't mean I'm about to die. I gotta get up and try, try, try.

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