How to Keep a Journal

My parents never monitored my journal, which makes my Victorian diligence all the more striking. Part of maintaining VOLUME I was, without question, another means of imposing order on whatever aspects of myself seemed hopelessly unruly. I could account for, and thus contain, my actions on any given day, within the pages of a single book. ...

Reading the banal pages of this journal reminds me, more than anything else, of the disconnect between what I thought I was supposed to feel (what a normal person would feel) and what I actually felt. This disconnect followed me for a long time.
— Alyssa Pelish