I'm gonna be honest with you. This week I've come close to quitting. To giving up on this entire adventure. To saying, "Thanks for all the support, y'all, but this isn't happening.". To succumbing to all of those negative thoughts and fears and massive anxiety that I'm facing. My body and my mind are tired. I'm not even halfway to my financial goal. I've got a million things yet to figure out. And...I'm scared shitless that I will fail Noah and Naomi and every single person who has supported us thus far. This is part of the journey, I'm told. Facing the days when I question my sanity, my physical ability and whether or not I can scrounge up the financial support I've promised the Kyle Pease Foundation . My buddy tells me to enjoy the days I want to quit. That they end up being the best days because once I get through them, I'll be better for it. He would know. He does some pretty big stuff ... So, I didn't qu