Author: thepathtoworthy

I think I’ve said this before but I am trying to keep myself somewhat informed about what is going on without short circuiting my brain or sending my anxiety into overdrive. Despite with my desire to check in and be in the know, I make a conscious effort to take breaks. Even if I’ve only… Continue reading Day 4.

I went to the store today. I didn’t go for some irresponsible reason. I am lonely and I do feel isolated but neither of those points would compel me to enter a potentially busy place. I am actually digging deep to understand the people that are ignoring or discounting the seriousness of all of this.… Continue reading Day 3

My run felt different this morning. It was just as quiet as yesterday and the brightness of the sky was quite similar but I felt different. It was me. I felt a new heaviness on my heart; my steps leaden as I propelled myself forward on the empty streets. My mind was whirling and no… Continue reading Day 2

(well it’s not Day 1, but it’s the first day I’m taking this for a spin, so be kind, please) I lean in closer to my mirrored image for the third time. Did my hoops look too…um…garish? What is the appropriate accessory for this situation? Why did I even give a fuck about my jewelry?… Continue reading Day 1

I went out for a jog this morning. Nothing that revolutionary, except that it was…at least in the face of what has been going on for the last few weeks. I usually go to the gym in the mornings before work but since that is no longer an option for legal and practical reasons, I… Continue reading Unkindness Gone Viral.

I had a friend recently share with me that she is feeling frustrated with everything. I cannot begin to tell you how much I relate to this sentiment and how easily I recognize that sharing my understanding might also be a source of frustration. I know from my own share of difficult times that hearing… Continue reading ARGH.

I was raised to believe that love or romance came in something of a one-size-fits-all package. Sure, it occurred at different times and perhaps presented in different wrapping, but the guts were inherently the same. It was that very notion, that sentiment, that made me think that I was somehow broken. Life had thrown me… Continue reading One-Size-Fits-All Fits No One. Ever.

That particular night I was having trouble focusing. I really was. I didn’t know why I was having such a tough time concentrating. The scene that was unfolding in front of me was highly entertaining and logic would dictate that for that reason alone, I would feel compelled to ‘plug in.’ Nope. My mind was… Continue reading The Date From Mars.

I've been holding my breath I've been counting to ten Over something you said I've been holding back tears While you're throwing back beers I'm alone in bed You know I, I'm afraid of change Guess that's why we stay the same So tell me to leave, I'll pack my bags, get on the road… Continue reading July.

I am going to share a tidbit from my brain that floated around for a good part of the weekend. Ready? I think we spend a lot of time vacillating between who we are and who we really want to be. I mean I do and I don’t think I am alone in that feeling.… Continue reading Sounds Good (Not Really).