Author: thepathtoworthy

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

I bet you thought that the toughest part was going to be the whole apology bit. Nah. Not even close. In fact, I would be lying if I said I could identify the hardest portion of the journey from broken to healed. I would also be fibbing if I said I was at healed yet.… Continue reading Wait…What Did I Do?

I was left. Left by the person I thought was “my person.” I was also lied to, in a rather shocking and remarkable way. The details aren’t particularly important right now; not for the purpose of understanding each step I took in my journey to heal. They say the best place to start is the… Continue reading I am not okay. Thank you for asking.

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton