Its just allergies.

Have you ever legitimately blamed your tears on allergies?
Honestly, have you ever wanted someone to believe you're truly ok, and that life is fine and dandy?
I do it all the time.
I'm sorry.
Its one of my secrets.

This is that part of the race that tends to send bitter-sweet feelings running up and down my spine.
Its the hardest part of the race in my opinion.
Its closer to the end, its the part where you can see the finish line but you're starting to ask yourself whether or not you can handle it. Its the part that requires the most energy and effort. Its at this point that we have to give 100% of our focus to finding ourselves. Its the hardest part. After this race, there are going to be tons more, some of them will be 24 hour walk-a-thons and others will be 48 hour marathons. I'm pushing myself. I'm going as fast and as far as I can until I collapse from exhaustion. It would be so much easier if there weren't so many obstacles and hurdles to jump over. I know I have support, but it all just seems so foggy lately.

The only way to truly rid my mind of problems is to vent.
I usually feel bad spilling my heart out to people, its almost as if I feel bad wasting their time. Afterall, we all have our tragic little life stories. We all have to deal with them.

This is where the balloons come in handy.
I've decided that I'm going to write down all of my problems on little pieces of paper.
Each little piece of paper is going to be tied to a balloon and I'm going to let go. I'm going to let go of all the problems that are out of my control. Its going to help. I hope.

I've come to realize alot of things lately, and I think its time for me to grow in body, mind, spirit and maybe character.
& I think I need to be the bigger person.