  Thats just it. Reality is. It can be a relief or a slap in the face. It can support your ideas and feelings or make it painfully obvious that you are wrong. Its all what you realize. Real eyes. Real lies. I have, unfortunately, lied to myself too often about some things that I have or have not done. Some of the borders between "what is" and "what I wish it was" are getting too fuzzy. This is my attempt to lay it all out there and look at it on black and white...carve the line that separates what I am from what I think others and myself should view me as. I hope I am ready. Breathe.... 
