Author: thepathtoworthy

I took a break yesterday. From nearly everything. That sounds strange, right? Like aren’t we all on something of a break? Nope. We aren’t. Not really. Anyway, I didn’t take a break from regular stuff. I took a break from positivity. I know, that sounds awful but I needed it. I didn’t take the entire… Continue reading Days 10 and 11.

I was reading ‘The Confession Club’ by Elizabeth Berg and at the beginning of one of the chapters, I stumbled upon one of the best little paragraphs. It read as follows: “Biscuit rage I call it…[I]t’s that sudden rising up of irrational and completely outsize anger you can experience when you least expect it. You… Continue reading Day 9.

I was sitting in my kitchen at my new workstation and a reminder popped up on my calendar. I opened it and sure enough, it was a reminder to pack up for the gym. I dismissed the reminder but the feeling it evoked stayed with me. The feeling that accompanies the awareness of a routine… Continue reading Day 8.

I’ve always been a huge proponent of education, generally and specifically. What does that mean? Well, I believe that people should educate themselves about the world in whatever way suits them and their individual learning style and needs. Unlike others, I do not believe education is a one-size-fits-all scenario. Not everyone is a match for… Continue reading Day 7

I was talking to my mother this morning and she mentioned being at the grocery story. I had a moment of panic. More than a moment. I had a solid 15 minutes of anger, fear, sadness, and general unease. It wasn’t until I was a mile into my run that I started to process everything… Continue reading Day 6

I spoke to a work associate and a friend this morning and both expressed frustration when interrupted by their children. I don’t know much about my work colleague, but I can assure you that my friend is (at least from the outside looking in) a great mom. Their exasperation was not what I would call… Continue reading Day 5.

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