Seeking My Seoul

Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a temper. 

I’m like a volcano. Sometimes, I lay dormant for some time. Cool, calm and collected on the surface with rage flowing freely deep below, like hot lava. It’s hard for me to admit that. My words cut deep. I know that. I’ve always had a way with words. 

Hi.

I’m not sure how you’ve found me, but welcome. Thanks for being here. I started this as an outlet for myself. I am no one in particular, but there are a few things you should know about me...

I’m a female. I’m 29, born in the Year of the Earth Dragon and on The Cusp of Revolution. I was adopted from South Korean as a 6 month old infant. I’ve never been back to Korea, nor have I ever attempted to make contact with my birth or foster family.

My life is complicated. I’ve created my own personal hell due to my own words and actions. I have judge harshly. I have continuously make my loved ones and my own self pay for mistakes over and over. I have taken things personally. I haven’t always spoken the truth. I have gossiped, like crazy and unnecessarily. I’ve definitely done more than my fair share of dealing out hurt.