Let It Burn, Let It Burn!!

I remember my mother used to always tell me that when she would write in her journal, she would write everything down, tear the page out of the journal, and rip it up. It didn't matter whether her thoughts were sad, angry, or the happiest, she just always made it a priority to make sure she didn't keep it around. I've only done that if I felt that what I said didn't sound right, or if what I wrote made no sense. I never use to think it was that serious. I have kept all of my old diaries and journals from middle school to high school, even the early ones I had when I first started my college journey. Every now and then I go back and read them. When I would read them,  I would always laugh and be amazed at what I used to write about, the things that used to bother me, what would cross my mind and how I used to write in general. I like to see my growth and I like to see how my thoughts have changed. I don't think the way I used too and I could always see on paper the phases when things would change.
Now that I have made my way on this new path, I can't say I would want to keep everything now. My thoughts aren't the same. My experiences are more deep. I think that's why I rarely write anything down anymore. I usually write in my notepad on my phone, than after a certain amount of time, I delete all my notes. We as human beings are always changing our way of thinking. We change in general, sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad. Personally I don't always want the constant memory to continue to linger on, so I choose to get rid of it. I probably would burn my diaries, or simply delete any trace of my written thoughts I wouldn't want anyone to see. I wouldn't have a problem leaving around my old innocent teenage thoughts, I guess it all depends on what I would be burning, and how important it would mean to me if it was left behind for everyone to see.