I think we know each other well enough by this point that you fully understand that I am not a pitchfork wielding man-hater. Not even close. Part of the pain that I’ve felt and continue to feel is that I am an equal opportunist when it comes to humans. I adore and I’ve been massacred… Continue reading A Vessel.
Author: thepathtoworthy
Mike.
I want to tell you more about the dynamic trio. I want to tell you all the things about all the men, but I want to stay on them for just a little. I think. Why are they so important? There are a couple of reasons. Most notably, I met them during my formative years.… Continue reading Mike.
Rest Stop.
I feel like now would be a good time to tell you that I have more gentlemen on my list. I do. Not just romantic relationships either. I’ve had impactful relationships with men at every juncture, and women for that matter. That’s the thing about relationships that we often refuse to really accept or absorb… Continue reading Rest Stop.
Zach.
Hey. Are you ready for another dose of ‘name that beau’? No? Well, sorry. It’s coming ‘atcha whether you like it or not. ZACH! Yup. Zach. I don’t feel compelled to change his name. I’m not sure why except that I just don’t need to or want to. He was beautiful. Are you sensing a… Continue reading Zach.
Derrick.
You guyssssss, I screwed up. I could tell you it’s because I’ve been tired and that would be true. Actually, that’s likely why it occurred. However, I feel like a correction is in order. Only those closest to me would know that Bobby was shithead #3 and not #1, but that’s sort of irrelevant. I… Continue reading Derrick.
Bobby.
Let’s start with Bobby. I’m calling him Bobby though that wasn’t his name. In fact, Bobby couldn’t be further from well, Bobby. Bobby feels light. Bobby feels silly and fun and sometimes frustrating in his lack of attention to detail. Bobby was heavy. Dark. Intense. Bobby noticed everything. Always. Not in an admirable way, but… Continue reading Bobby.
My Story. The Beginning-ish.
It feels necessary to explain an absence. Why? I feel a sense of gratitude and connection and obligation and so, let me explain. I've been a bit lost in the muck of life. I wrote something and it wasn't exactly what I wanted to say so I started over. Well, actually, I supplemented. I refined.… Continue reading My Story. The Beginning-ish.
Unplug.
Wow. Friday. It couldn’t come fast enough for me. What about you? Were you also counting the seconds? Or maybe your week was infinitely better and you are all good. If so, I’m happy for you. If not, and you are feeling as I am, then I’m sending you a virtual hug. I want to… Continue reading Unplug.
It’s Your Life.
Do you ever find yourself saying something like: do whatever you want, it’s not my life? Have you ever then contemplated how passive aggressive and bullshitty shit that sentiment is? I think you know by now that I’m pretty good with looping back to my theme for the week, so have no fear, but I… Continue reading It’s Your Life.
I am grumpy.
Ready for my truth today? I am really fucking tired. I know, cue all the memes about adults always being tired. And yet, I am. I am trying to figure out how to institute some sort of balance but right now, I am decidedly out of balance. There is no question. There are so many… Continue reading I am grumpy.
