I’m impulsive, really impulsive. I’m pretty sure I have some nerves that connect directly from my ears to my mouth, bypassing my brain altogether.
This got me into a lot of trouble as a kid….and as an adult. I needed to slow down and examine my assumptions and actions.
The answer isn’t to repress my impulsiveness…not entirely…sometimes, not even a little. I couldn’t do it, it’s just not a sustainable solution over the long haul. Impulsive is who I am, so shutting that away doesn’t make sense.
Acting impulsively isn’t the problem, not if my impulses are the right actions. It made sense that I needed to slow down and think about my mistakes, every day. Journalling was the best way to do this. In my head, my thoughts move fast and they lack definition. It’s hard to gain any kind of objectivity this whirlwind. Putting my ideas to paper changed all this.
I write about all sorts of things. I mostly write about three different things: stuff I’m learning (from my devotions, sermons, reflections, conversations), things that make me angry, and situations where I get surprised (like when I offend someone unintentionally).