Low on storage my phone read this morning. Okay, time to delete some applications from my phone to free up space. I looked through the many apps I had, but couldn’t find it in my heart to delete them. Instagram? No way. Facebook? Ut-uh. Google Maps? Hell no. Voice Dialer, which takes up 40.00 gigs, yes. I simple pushed the delete button and went on my … Continue reading Those damn text messages really stirred nasty, unwanted thoughts back into my brain.
Another day, another interview. With my heart beating a mile a minute, I headed to the Hamilton Train Station to board the 10:46 a.m. to New York Penn Station. But, this interview somehow felt different. My heart truly wasn’t in it. It wasn’t a magazine interview. Instead, it was for a once a week Social Media Internship. Before that, I checked the address. Once I … Continue reading It was an apartment!
“You’re gorgeous” “You’re so small” “You’re petite” “You’re such a beautiful girl” “You’re very pretty” “You’re stunning.” You can state all of these characteristics, but when it boils down, I see myself in a different way than you see me. Today, I feel fat, nasty, disgusting, grotesque, not myself. Maybe it has to do with not working out this morning. I figured since I’m hiking … Continue reading I just keep forgetting to love myself.
Who am I? Hope Marie Kumor What do I want? To be a magazine writer/nutritionist Where am I going? In the magazine industry/blogging world What am I doing? Trying to find a writing job I’m trying to dig deep. Dig deep into myself in order to truly find happiness, search for myself in myself. I need to begin loving myself. Having a boyfriend wouldn’t be … Continue reading Now, I’m trying to build my confidence.
The breeze gives me chills. I smell the fall just by the air. I can feel it. Oh, I remember. A year ago around this time, I was in my senior year, my last year in college. I was about to meet a guy. A guy I would have a 6-month relationship with & didn’t even know it. I didn’t know what was ahead, but … Continue reading I just miss everything.
With every bone in my body, I hope for it. I wait to see if that email comes in and it doesn’t. I don’t receive that congratulatory email letting me know I’ve obtained the fall internship with a magazine I so dearly wanted, yearned for, desired & craved. Instead, the editors made a decision and gave it to someone else. Someone better qualified. I sat … Continue reading What to do?!