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Coming Soon! Journal Drops Fortnightly

Handcrafted Journals

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My Story

I’ve journalled for as long as I can remember.

As a kid, I moved countries, left behind friends, homes and places I loved, and learnt early what it felt like to carry emotions I didn’t always have the words for.
 

So I wrote.
 

And through every version of my life, I kept writing.

My journals have carried me through trauma, motherhood, addiction and sobriety, depression, despair, betrayal, heartbreak, healing and the messy process of rebuilding myself.
 

There have been things I couldn’t say out loud. Feelings I couldn’t explain. Days when I didn’t need advice or answers - I just needed somewhere safe to put what I was carrying.
 

For me, that place has always been the page.
 

Love Lana was born from that.
 

I handmake journals because I know a journal can be so much more than paper. It can become a sacred space to unravel, grieve, rage, remember, dream, pray, heal - or simply survive a hard day.
 

Your pages don’t need to be beautiful. Your words don’t need to make sense. Write the things you’re afraid to say. Scribble. Swear. Cry over them. Tell the truth. Shed what you’re carrying.
 

Just make them yours.
 

Every Love Lana journal is made by hand with the hope that it becomes a safe place to hold your story, just as my journals have always held mine.
 

A sacred space for everything you carry - and everything you’re ready to let go of.
 

Love,
Lana x

Today’s entry: What the actual fuck

Write like no ome will read it 

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.

I don’t even know what I’m feeling today.

Angry? Sad? Disappointed? Fucking exhausted?

Maybe all of it.

I’m tired of pretending things don’t hurt just because I can handle them.

I can handle it.

I always fucking handle it.

But today I don’t want to.

So I’m putting it here instead.

Fuck today.

Tomorrow can have me back.

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The Drop 

The Power of Writing

WRITE WILD • EMBRACE TRUTH • FLOW FREELY • LOVE LANA • WRITE WILD • EMBRACE TRUTH • FLOW FREELY • LOVE LANA

Clear The Noise

When your head is carrying too fucking much, put it somewhere else. The page can hold it for a while or forver . You can  also scribble....

Meet Yourself 

Beneath the expectations, survival mode and everyday bullshit, there’s you. Journalling helps you find your way back.

Let it Out 

The anger. The grief. The anxiety. The things you can’t say out loud. You don’t have to carry everything — leave some of it here.

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