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About Krissi Driver

An average, opinionated, independent "old" millennial from the American Midwest living in South Korea. Follow on the adventure!

A Little Bit Brave Is Changing!

Hey, hey, gentle Reader! 

If you’ve been following along on my journey, you might know that I’ve been a little bit of “all over the place” with this blog.

When I started A Little Bit Brave in 2013, I had no clue what I was doing or really why I was doing anything… Blogging was still fairly new and I had dreams of becoming some kind of big-time blogger, but I didn’t know what I was going to write about. 

In the end, it started as a chronicle of my adventures overseas and a major outlet for learning how to blog. I stuck with it for a while and then let it go for long periods… I’ve never been good about consistency (if we’re being honest).

And then, in 2016, after the U.S. election that shocked the world, I wrote this. In the aftermath of that night, I felt completely blindsided by what had happened. And I realized, writing about how I was feeling, what I wanted A Little Bit Brave to become.

The Early Path to Transition

If you read through that post, you’ll hear my first “new” battle cry. In some respects, I may have already been making my way toward becoming a blog specifically for brave women

I wrote about standing up to people we’ve known our whole lives who one day, when we’ve grown up, shock us with something they say.

I wrote to ask you, Reader, and the hundreds of other foreigners in my community what they were doing with their (Korean) lives. I encouraged you (and them) to take steps to think about what’s coming in the future.

I wrote about being single and loving myself.

I wrote about being kinder to myself in my failures and doing my best to be satisfied in what I accomplished.

I invited 4 other wonderful women to guest post on the blog about their own brave leaps.

There are lots of hints that point to where this change was going. They were all very small and incremental, but they began to pave a way for where I find myself today.

The “New” A Little Bit Brave

After much contemplation, I’ve realized that I do want to continue to write specifically to and for women who are making big changes in their lives and taking big, brave leaps.

However, I have also realized that I am passionate about other women who, like me, moved abroad to teach English. More precisely, I have a deep desire to help these women find or create jobs for themselves via the internet so they can make more money without sacrificing or jeopardizing their teaching visas.

This is my new “why” and where A Little Bit Brave is going.

In the next several weeks, you’ll see the look of the site change. The content will be more specific and less of me rambling on about… well, whatever. 

This little blog is about to become an actual thing and I’m super excited for where it’s going.

What This Means for You

This may mean nothing for you. You may be a woman living abroad and possibly teaching English. If so, you’re in a great place to get helpful information and encouragement for whichever path you’re on or heading toward.

On the other hand, you might find that you’re not a good fit for this audience anymore. And that’s okay. The content I put out from here forward may not apply to you. But even if it doesn’t, you’re welcome to stick around and read through it.

Whatever you choose, please know this: I am so grateful for all the times your eyeballs have grazed the likes of my blog. Without readers like you, I probably wouldn’t still be doing this or have landed where I am. For all your reading and commenting, thank you. 

What’s Coming Next

I’m working behind the scenes to make some changes, as I mentioned, to the types of content I write and adding other elements, like videos. I’m also developing a coaching program and creating a course for women who want to start or improve their own blogs while living abroad. 

I’m so excited for all the things!

If you’re interested in learning more about my course offerings or coaching, please sign up to be added to my waiting list. There are some great goodies I’ll share with you, including a link to my private Facebook group for expat women with entrepreneurial ambitions.

If you choose to part ways with A Little Bit Brave, there are no hard feelings! As I said, thanks for coming along for the ride while you did. It’s been a great trip.

 

And with all of that, my dear Reader, I leave you. I hope to see you on the other side of this transition. 

Much love,

Interested in learning more about my coaching packages or blogging course? Add your name to the waiting list! It will take just a minute. 

Goals Are Hard: Here’s How to Get Un-Stuck

I woke up bright and early (and naturally, I might add) at 5:26 this past Saturday morning and I was pleased, kind of, but not thrilled.

The sun was already up and making its way further into the sky. I rolled over hoping to fall back asleep for another hour or two and wake up around 7:30 but I was wide awake. (And, let’s be honest, that’s never what happens anyway. It’s always later than I want it to be when I do that.)

So I rolled back over, grabbed my phone, and proceeded to allow myself to fall down the rabbit hole that is social media and my email inbox for about 90 minutes; then I dragged myself out of bed and went for a jog.

I’ve been on a kick lately of feeling motivated but not actually doing anything about it and even though I planned to eat like shit that day and I wasn’t really planning to track exercise until this week (another story), I made myself go. It was awful – I haven’t run in months and the air quality was pretty bad, but the point is that I did it. I got up and I went and then, later in the day, I took a 3-hour nap but that’s not the point. I started somewhere even though maybe it wasn’t the best place to start or with the greatest of intentions.

Because the first and hardest part is starting. Am I right?

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Fear of Failure: Where I’ve Been Hiding – Part 2

A few weeks ago, I started chronicling my long absence from this little writing exercise. (If you missed that installment, you can check it out here.)

Looking back at that rambling essay, I see that I promised to continue my story the following week and I (unsurprisingly) dropped the ball. This seems to be a bad habit of mine that I’m currently (and very actively) working on overcoming.

So, I wrote out the basics of my sabbatical and here’s where I wanted to go with that “continuation”: I was afraid to take a step I saw as “backward.”

Let me explain.

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Where I’ve Been Hiding – Part 1

I’ve allowed myself to be very absent from my blog for a while. It wasn’t intentional… it just happened.

I’ve been putting off writing about it for a long time, too, because I didn’t want to put forth the energy it would take to sort out my feelings. While I know it’s perfectly okay to cry and be emotional, it’s also exhausting. I wasn’t ready to open the blinds and let the sunlight in yet.

But I’m finally ready.

Here’s where it started.

I left the U.S. in February 2013 to be an English teacher in South Korea. From the minute I started, I loved it. Living in Korea was the literal best decision I had ever made for myself.

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Daegu Story Slam | once a storyteller, always a storyteller…

Last weekend, I went out on a limb and stopped into a monthly Story Slam meet-up in Daegu. I vaguely recall seeing past events shared to various local Facebook groups I was in over the years, but I always turned up my nose and just assumed it was something I had no interest in.

Oh, how wrong I was.

I don’t remember if I took the time to research what an actual Story Slam is the last time my interest was piqued, but this time I made the effort. And I was immediately enraptured by what I saw.

I was born to be a storyteller…

In short (if you don’t want to do the research), a Story Slam is like an open mic for people to (obviously) share their stories. A theme is chosen for the night/event and your story should somehow relate to it. You’re given a certain time limit to tell your story and it does have to be a story – not a poem or something you’ve written or a performance: it’s a real-life story that happened to you. You don’t make notes, you don’t over-prepare, you just get up and tell your story to (most likely) a room full of strangers.

Now, I love telling stories… If you’ve read any part of this blog, my guess is that’s pretty apparent.

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