My Two Weeks in Seoul: Memories and Transformations

The kiddo’s father and stepmother flew into Seoul. Once he went with them, I had 2 weeks on my own. The first night I went out like a firecracker.

Marcey and I went to see Touch Five. After that, I met up with Owen in Gangnam for makagolli, jeon, photo booths, and karaoke.

During the two weeks, I explored some museums and got hair extensions. I visited two clinics to get work done. I also met up with a few more KADs and others. I went on dates and walked around my hood.

I stumbled upon hanok villages and parks. I rode the Seoul Dal and visited KDrama filming sites, as well as more BTS spots.

I got my color analysis done, took a K-beauty makeup class, and did a lil shopping for cosmetics and clothes.

I did of course do some birth search stuff but that will get it’s own post.

I visited many places that I only saw on Instagram. I thought, “that looks so cool,” and finally got to experience it myself.

I attended the Seoul Music Awards. I rented a school uniform. I spent more money in photo booths than is healthy.

I finished the trip by spending my last night at Touch Five once again.

I immersed myself as fully as I could. I felt alive again. I felt whole. I felt like I was living the life I was supposed to. (Yes, this life I’m “supposed” to live includes not working lol.)

I want to rewind time and go back to high school. When I found out the name and birthday I had were lies, I would not have spiraled. I would have decided then to explore my identity. I would run off to Korea for uni or at least a gap year. I would find a lot of those missing pieces of me so much sooner.

Granted, had I done that, I wouldn’t have the kiddo. Thinking about that is devastating.

There’s no going back in time, but it just means I have SO MUCH to catch up on. So until next time Korea, you have my heart and s(e) oul.