I shared a cropped version of this photo to Instagram yesterday. I’m really enjoying my new weekly spreads, I really liked the lettering I did on my headings, and I’m having fun with some new pens (I found out my new faves also come in a fine point!). All of this meant that I looked at these pages and this photos yesterday morning and I thought, “DAMN. This is NICE. I love my bullet journal!”
Then I scrolled through my instagram feed after I uploaded it.
And I started to feel inferior in EVERY WAY. Holy crap, there are some amazing bullet journalers out there. Their lines are perfect, their headings are gorgeous and their handwriting is the stuff of LEGENDS. Not to mention they have fun clips and tabs and POTTED PLANTS in their photos which make everything look so fancy and cool and I BECOME IRRATIONALLY JEALOUS AND FEEL INCREDIBLY INFERIOR.
I know that’s dumb, but I swear I get twitchy every time I scroll through my IG feed and see gorgeous/perfect spread after gorgeous/perfect spread. I start to wonder WHY I’m doing this when NOTHING I ever do will be as beautiful.
But then I opened my bullet journal to this spread again, and I glanced down at my “mindfulness” section. This is the section I created to remind myself that there are other things to do in the day besides the things on my “to do” list. Things to keep my anxiety in check. So? I added two mantras.
I’ve been using this Bullet Journal system of Planning, Documenting, and Creating for almost three years now. Three years exactly at the end of August. It’s been the best system for me as I previously went through at least 3 different calendars/planners a year and TWICE that many notebooks and journals. THIS IS A GREAT SYSTEM AND IT IS PERFECT FOR ME. I’m going to keep writing about it and photographing it because it brings me joy, and I’m going to try to be roused to create by those beautiful spreads and not intimidated into inaction.
Here’s to being proud of our own work and inspired by others, right?