{"id":2273,"date":"2005-01-07T08:58:49","date_gmt":"2005-01-07T13:58:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=2273"},"modified":"2012-03-18T11:23:58","modified_gmt":"2012-03-18T15:23:58","slug":"the-revival-of-diary-friday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=2273","title":{"rendered":"The revival of Diary Friday"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yes, Beth, yes, Dad, yes, siblings, and old friends from high school (and the couple of you out there who don&#8217;t know me who enjoyed that stuff) &#8230; I have decided to bring back the old Diary Friday feature.  This was one of the things I started, the second I started up this site in 2002: post entries from my journals, every Friday.  I have kept a journal since I was 11 years old.  I have literally boxes and boxes of them stashed away in various cupboards up and down the Eastern Seaboard.  Journal-keeping is a habit with me.  I rarely look through them &#8211; except when I&#8217;m trying to get inspired to start a new story, a new essay, whatever.  I wrote stuff down in those long-ago days that I would NEVER remember now &#8230; and sometimes that&#8217;s a good thing, sometimes it&#8217;s a bad thing.  Like &#8211; who wants to remember in detail the pain and angst of adolescence?  However, sometimes, just sometimes, I can read my yowls of teenage agony about this or that, and I start to laugh so hard that tears stream down my face.<\/p>\n<p>I love that feeling.  It gives one perspective.  It helps you (me) not to take things so damn seriously.<\/p>\n<p>I stopped doing &#8220;Diary Friday&#8221; mainly because the readership got way bigger.  And strangers were reading me.  I posted that stuff mainly for my parents, my siblings, and my friends &#8211; who were the only people who read me at first.  I suddenly got shyer about sharing some of this old stuff.  I did get a couple of sweet emails from &#8220;strangers&#8221; out there, saying, &#8220;I hope you bring back those diary entries.  I loved them.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>So I&#8217;m mainly posting this stuff for my family and friends, who are all co-stars in these old entries &#8211; and also to those of you out there who were bummed when I stopped the &#8220;feature&#8221;, whatever you want to call it.  I&#8217;m also posting these entries to the people out there who have kept journals, who remember what it was like to be a teenager, and who can revel in their own memories here in my comments section.  I realize that not too many people out there would ever want to share unedited versions of their high school diaries.  However, I find it amusing, cathartic, and interesting.  The emails I got from strangers, some of the comments left by strangers in those posts &#8230; were all along the lines of: &#8220;Wow, I SO remember feeling that way when I was 14 &#8230; It brought back so many memories &#8211; I cringe when I remember how awkward I was, or that time when I &#8230; blah blah blah&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>This is the main reason I want to post these things.  If it&#8217;s cathartic for me to share this stuff, then I have got to believe it&#8217;s cathartic for people to read it.  Not everybody &#8211; some people will probably cringe in horror at these journal entries.  That&#8217;s fine.  I&#8217;m not posting them for you.<\/p>\n<p>You out there &#8230; who loved this stuff &#8230; These are for you.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll be posting an entry shortly.  It&#8217;s a doozy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yes, Beth, yes, Dad, yes, siblings, and old friends from high school (and the couple of you out there who don&#8217;t know me who enjoyed that stuff) &#8230; I have decided to bring back the old Diary Friday feature. 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