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lizasplanner · 3 years
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Yay!!!! Watch out, now I’m really ready to take pics. Just say “Cheese”. Thank you @glittery_stace for the recommendation! . . . #canonivy #miniprinter #miniprints #memoryjournal #plannercommunity #planneraddict #plannergirl #gillio #gilliofrenze #gilliocompagna (at Liza's Planner) https://www.instagram.com/p/COBVHOypIaZ/?igshid=1x5gshymy0o1x
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zentoronto · 4 years
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🌹🌹 OH MY DEAR MEMORY. It's been several years since I suffered from "dissociative amnesia." I do daily exercises as part of memory loss therapy. So, today I challenged myself to cook ready-made pancakes, without looking at the instructions, I did this as part of a 30 day challenge for a better memory. aaaaaaand guess what. ???? OH, MY GOD! My pancakes are burnt! 🔥 🔥 🔥 It turned out that I didn't know how to cook it anymore, I didn't remember at all, as if I had never cooked it before. I should have known, that failing to cook pancakes is no big deal at all, but it has sparked panic and anxiety for DA patients like me… 😔😔 It took me a while to cool off and regain my logic. 🧘‍♀️🧘‍♀️🧘‍♀️ I know that anxiety and panic occurred not because of forgetfulness itself, but because I knew there was a problem in my memory. This is very very very annoying 😡 I won't give up, I will keep challenges myself in many ways, I will keep write to heal myself and to help others. But...yes lost memories is a shit!!! Have any of you had a similar problem? how do you deal with it? #lostmemories #memoryjournal #writetoheals #booksheal #selfhelp https://www.instagram.com/p/CJFdeJal69F/?igshid=4erk41xpdhr6
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crimsonkas-blog · 6 years
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Happiness isn’t really a choice. When you’re depressed, doing something because it makes you happy is impossible and a lot of pressure. You can’t force happiness. Here, my therapist had me instead focus on what’s important, and then figure out WHY it’s important. It helps me find a way to do important things for reasons other than “it makes me happy.” This has been a tremendous help for me. What are some ways you deal with depression? . . . . . #depression #memoryjournal #artjournal #amjournaling #midorimdnotebook #journal #journalentry #happiness
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myhopecraftshop · 4 years
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Excited to share the latest addition to my #etsy shop: Dream Best Altered Book #redcover #lace #junkjournal #memoryjournal #vintage #writingspace #alteredbook #pockets #tags https://etsy.me/2zH7Bzd https://www.instagram.com/p/CASiM2fp9S_/?igshid=17eo94o2045me
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mindlessaria · 6 years
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What’s next?———————————————————— Last summer was quite heavy. It was full of nervousness and memories. —————————————————— #vsco#vscofullpack#vscocam#streetlover#streetview#vscoedit#vsco📷#vscogram#статуя#греческаястатуя#streetphotography#memory#summergarden#memorykeeping#memoryplanner#летнийсад#летнийсадспб##memorybox#turquoisehair#memoryjournal#memories#memoryplanning#memorylove#windowview#nichi (at Летний сад) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtXwlqXgfAH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=198m3cwoc8j4a
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nightrosestudio · 8 years
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Hey guys has been a long time since I'm posted. Well a lot happen this year that I didn't have time sorry ^_^ but know I'm going to start a new chapter an I hope and see how is going to take me so I'm going to start memory journal and draw and write how I feel and I hope that you guys will like. By. Stephan c. #memoryjournal #art🎨 #drawing#writing#anime❤ (at Bay Ridge, Brooklyn)
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From my 2017 Memory Journal (using #molly&rex TN notebook)...this page was dedicated to my planners and what I used in January #cocoadaisy #plannerstickers #planner #memoryjournal #plan_it_art #sanitythruartjournaling #michaelsstores
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Spending some time working on my photo/memory #journal! Getting those #France photos and things stuck in ✌🏼💕... - - - - #arty #creative #photojournal #memoryjournal #trip #momentos #bujo #journalling #vsco #vscocam #memories #memory
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lindgrenjulie · 6 years
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And now I understand why everybody loves @erincondren !! #erincondren you have to set up a European/ Scandinavian store #lifeplanner for A5 ring planner with #activity #weight and #mealplanner #page and this month page #erincondren #erincondrenlifeplanner #vertical #erincondrenlove #erincondrenaddict #erincondrenvertical #erinconrensticker #erincondrenfullboxstickers #stickerlover #plannerlover #plannerpages #Diary #journal #memoryjournal #memorydiary #plannersupplies #ahousewifecom !!
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shop-ludo-blog · 6 years
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.#shop_ludo ONE LINE A DAY 5年連用日記 が、 再入荷しています。 大変お待たせ致しました。 発送は5月7日になります。 宜しくお願い致します。 . #ludo #stationery #tokyo #journal #memoryjournal #中央線 #阿佐ヶ谷 #文具店 #文具 #日記帳 (ルード ludo)
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lizasplanner · 5 years
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Because I'm into genealogy, I decided to start writing some of my memories down. I wish my parents and grandparents would have done this. Maybe some day they'll be read. #memoryjournal #journaling #memories https://www.instagram.com/p/Bz1vOO3pMQT/?igshid=1loisg21bim32
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My Precursor Memories
In 1996, my family moved to Bogota, Colombia from New York City - it is the first or earliest recollection of where my person began, the person whose consciousness was born that day. That is my first memory, but I will write about it later. In this post I want to talk about my memories before my first full memory, which I call my precursor memories - I call them these because they are hardly memories, little more than snapshots imprinted into my mind and only really being able to recall them when there is a physical stimulus that takes me back to that place. These memories have no chronology, I don’t know which came before which, because none of them had taken place before I had become self aware.
My first precursor memory is of me in front of my apartment building on Broadway in Elmhurst, Queens in New York City. It’s very simple. It’s late in the afternoon, and I know it because when I go there now and the sun is in the same position as it was that day, it is in the west towards Manhattan. I hear the Mr. Softee ice cream truck tune, and I for it. I can remember the presence of my mother and her friend Maru, who also lived in the building. I’m not sure if I get the ice cream. But I remember the joy I felt at listening to the tune. 
On a different day, I remember my mother taking me to a sort of daycare facility somewhere in a neighborhood with lots of houses. It’s rainy outside and the facility is underground, as if in a home’s basement. Must have been a family run operation or something. I remember there was a girl. I was teased for liking the girl and playing with her, and my parents said she was my girlfriend. 
I remember being inside Queens Center Mall with my mother, possibly also with my grandmother, who was visiting us at the time for the birth of my sister. She had already been born, I know because I can recall my mother walking around with a stroller. I remember being at the top floor and looking down the spiral that led to the ground floor in the center of Queens Center. I remember the smell of perfume, many women’s perfumes. 
On another day I can also remember my uncle William, and walking with him into a Walgreens. I can’t remember much else about him before leaving to Colombia. 
I suppose my last memory before my real memory began is the biggest and most detailed one. I remember my mother waking my sister and I in the morning, but I remember questioning how it could be morning if it was still night outside? My sister is crying in her crib. My mother has a towel wrapped around her hear like a turban. She says we’re going to go see my dad. 
Later, I remember being somewhere big and at the time it struck me as really far away, but I do remember knowing it was in Brooklyn. I remember that well, we had to go to Brooklyn and that’s why it was such a big deal. I remember getting to Brooklyn and how big everything was, and there was an viaduct but I remember thinking it was a bridge. I can almost recall leaving someone in the car waiting for us underneath the viaduct while we went to “Brooklyn” which I thought was the name of the building where we were going. 
I remember this being the first time I saw so many black people in one place. The policemen and women were black, and made us take everything off and then put our hands in some device thing. My mother told me just to do as they say and it would be over soon. 
Next thing I know, I remember being in a large hall with lots of people, lots and lots of people of many colors and races, some dressed funny but many dressed in what seemed to be pajamas. I remember being with my father, but I can’t remember what he looked like as the man then was so much younger than the man whose face pops up in my mind now. I remember my mom and my father doing most of the talking and my dad at some point said that another man in pajamas was a very, very bad man and everyone was afraid of him. He pointed at him with his mouth, pursing his lips but I remember pointing directly at the man and his family, who looked back severely and my mother and father reprimanding me for being so rude, and was told that pointing was rude. I the loudness and overall, the overwhelming smell of popcorn. I remember vending machines, and popcorn. I can’t remember anything else except my father telling me that he couldn’t leave “Brooklyn” because that’s where he worked and lived and that all those men wearing the pajamas and him lived with him also because they were all working on a special project and he would have to keep living there for sometime more. That’s the last recollection I have of my life before this life I am living now began. My roommate popped some popcorn tonight and it all came rushing back.
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crimsonkas-blog · 6 years
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Tea page. Just ignore the fact there’s coffee in that cup instead of tea. 😬 . . . . . #tea #artjournal #memoryjournal #notebook #midorimd #midorimdnotebook #teajournal #coffee #afternoonrelaxation
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myhopecraftshop · 4 years
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Excited to share the latest addition to my #etsy shop: Angels Junk Journal #memoryjournal #writingspace #junkjournal #vintage #fabric #lace #blue #green https://etsy.me/2Z8U4eb https://www.instagram.com/p/CARTP-lpo9C/?igshid=uh5mg0gpj6xo
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mummaplans-blog · 7 years
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I was lucky enough to get a 2016/17 classic Happy Planner in a RAK recently. I am turning tjis one in to a memory journal for my son. On the monthly I shall record all the things we do such as play groups and appointments. On the weekly I plan to take a photo a day and try to pop in sonething nice about our day together or things that my son has done. #planner #planning #planneraddict #plannerlife #plannerlifestyle #plannerlove #plannergeek #plannernerd #plannergirl #plannerchick #ilovetoplan #loveplanning #plannerjunkie #plannerobsessed #plannercommunity #plannercrazy #proudplanneraddict #memoryjournal #memorykeeper #ukplanneraddicts #ukpa #stationarylover #happyplanner #classichappyplanner #planwithme
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hattiesattic · 7 years
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December Daily 2017 supplies station. Http://www.youtu.be/kgnQfVNhXLc #createdec #decemberdaily2017 #journaling #memoryjournal
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