Well, let's see. Journaling has been rough. Because it's made me see that that I'm not done grieving, and brought me to a huge "A-ha" moment: that I need my physical pain in order to prevent any potential future emotional pain. My brain thinks I'm better off alone and isolated and "safe" than, say, putting myself out there and getting hurt again. It's a pattern I've relived over and over again, my own personal Groundhog Day. And yet it took this pain-in-the-ass (literally) journaling to make me see it. I hate journaling. So I guess that means it wins the award for Most Helpful Part of the Program.