Author: thepathtoworthy

I was inspired to write this post because of a book I just finished. Here is a fun little personal fact: I love a good young adult book. I do. For so many reasons. Shame on you if you just flinched, rolled your eyes, or laughed. You are missing out on some really good literature.… Continue reading A World Class Primer

I was away for the holiday weekend and decided to curl up on a cozy window seat with a magazine and a good cup of coffee. Specifically, I was reading an article in Vogue and was struck by the following quote by Chrissy Teigen (if you don’t know who she is…Google, please): “I feel like… Continue reading Just Bein’ Me.

I love coming out of the gate with a hard truth. It just feels refreshing and really, somewhat ironic in a post with the above title. So here goes: I have lied. I do lie. I will lie. I have lied about super big things and super small things. I am not here to justify… Continue reading Liar, Liar

This post is related to the discussion on red flags, but is a little bit of an off-shoot; a related but separate sentiment. Have you ever had someone point something out to you that you hadn’t noticed, and then once they do, it is the only thing you can see? Well, the awareness of red… Continue reading In The In-Between

I cannot count all the times in my life when I’ve heard the following phrase: “I am going to tell you something but you can’t tell anyone or do anything about it.” There is little else that aggravates me more than those words. Truly.  The verbalized intention is that the sharer wants to empower you… Continue reading Just Ask The Damn Question (Red Flags Part II)

I am a music person. A big music person. I am one of those people who likes a good voice and a solid beat, but is far more thrilled by lyrics that I can relate to in some way. Most of the high and low points in my life are inextricably linked to a song… Continue reading Thanks Camila (Red Flags Part I)

I had it set in my mind and even began to write about red flags or some of the other issues that I’ve mentioned. However, something happened to me this week and I feel like making sense of it, which is extraordinarily difficult under the circumstances but I am going to try. I truly have… Continue reading Shame, Shame, Shame.

I had a moment this evening where I started to feel sorry for myself. I want to be clear. I was not feeling depressed, nor was I mourning the loss of my relationship or any other event for that matter. I was having a full-on, boo-hoo, poor me moment. These moments come in all different… Continue reading Excuse Me, I’m Having a Moment

I had red flags, boundaries, and sundry other topics in mind for my next post. However, a weekend overnight with my cousin to a place I hold near and dear inspired me in another direction. I had a nearly paralyzing fear of returning to where we were visiting; a place that held so many beautiful… Continue reading Fool Me Ten Million Times

I used to know anger in one form….explosive. Historically, I had been subjected to quite a few angry outbursts and if I’m completely candid, I released a few of my own. Once I was faced with exploring my anger, I came to several realizations, as follows: My anger emerged as an eruption; showing up seemingly… Continue reading Trying Anger On For Size