It was about 10:40pm, and my co-worker and I had just clocked out after a long shift and were changing out of our uniforms when someone else from our department entered the locker room. I greeted her and attempted to start a conversation, but soon realized that she seemed immensely out of it. Upon further …
One month. One month ago, I was frustrated, bored, and apathetic. It had been three months since I had quit my full-time job, and I was still deep in the job search. Three months of applying with very little to show for it. In one of my last posts, I talked about how I have …
Some of you may have some memory of this, but several years ago I had a trial run on a blog. I hadn't given it much thought on what I wanted it to be, and it was, therefore, awful and messy. However, there were a few good posts from it that I kept. This was …
For those who know me, it'll be no surprise to you when I say I'm an extrovert. I love being surrounded by people, and I thrive best in conversation and discussion. Being around people makes me a better person. I'm more motivated, more productive, and altogether happier. And even though I'm a pretty lighthearted person, …
There are a lot of people who dislike me, I'm sure. Now, most of them won't tell me, due to the surrounding "West Michigan nice" culture, but I know those people are out there. People who find my laugh annoying. People who are frustrated at how loud I am. People who believed what someone else …
I've been a different version of myself lately. A version of Kim that is quieter. (I know, it's crazy.) A version of Kim that has higher stress levels. A version of Kim that doesn't really feel like how she used to be. These moods come and go. The stress is crippling some days, other days …
When our buckets overflow, we need to give ourselves time to mop up the mess. If we don't, we'll slip and fall. Just like I did.
You see, I'm an extrovert. I get my energy from others and I'm a verbal processor. I thrive off conversation and discussion.
I've always had this idea about college. It was going to be the best four years of my life. I was going to join a friend group my freshman year and stick with them all through college. I was going to meet the man of my dreams, get engaged, and married right after graduation. I …
