My name is Rebecca and I am a perfectionist. Before finally admitting this to myself, I judged people who made this brand of declarative statement. Maybe I’ve only ever heard it said as an afterthought—tacked
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Couldn’t Sleep, Still Dreaming
Every once in a while, for no particular reason at all other than perhaps the tide of the water or the alignment of the stars, my body refuses to produce the serotonin it requires to
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At Some Point, You’ve Gotta Hit Publish
“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the
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Swimming In Grace Again
Image by C. Glowacki.After a long day at work last week, I drove to Rollins College (an old, romantic campus near my office) and I sat by myself on a bench near a lake. I’d
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A City Cat Moves South
When I first moved to New York City, I wish I had done a few things. The first is I wish I had kept a journal of all the details that felt new upon moving
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From Unhappy to Hired
On Monday, I was offered the position of Assistant Managing Editor at one of the quickest growing social content platforms available. I’m excited to share that I accepted this new role supporting the development and
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About Those Leftovers
Ahhh, Thanksgiving. A time when I am reminded how proficient other people are at cooking and muse once again about a domestic future for myself far in the distance. At the moment, the reality of
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What People Don’t Tell You About Following Your Dreams
This is part 2 of a series sharing my journey to land my dream job. I look forward to sharing this process with you as the days unfold it, thanks for reading! Image Taken by
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Life Lately: Feeling Like Bradshaw or Something Like It
November has treated me well. To begin with, it’s currently 68 degrees in New York City. Given that I lived 20 years of my life in Florida (don’t hold this against me now), weather between