I'm tired of demoralization threads, it's time for a?

I'm tired of demoralization threads, it's time for a /made it/ thread. Post times when you've been mired, finally realized you made it, etc.
>be me, last night
>hanging out at a bar solo
>sigma af
>fat tittie blonde walks up to the bar and gets in my space
>says "oh I'm sorry for getting so close"
>I tell her it ain't no thang but a chicken wang
>ignore her and her friends after
>sigma af
>later that night, bartender brings me a piece of paper with her number
>go talk to her, she says she liked my jeans and cowboy boots
>but she REALLY got interested when I ignored her at the bar
>plowed her and cummed on her fat titties
Keep lifting bros, if you do then you're ALL gonna make it.

  1. 4 weeks ago

    I never been mired and I will never be mired but I will never stop lifting. I do it only for me. That's the biggest motivation right there.

    • 4 weeks ago

      You WILL be mired, brother.

  2. 4 weeks ago

    >I tell her it ain't no thang but a chicken wang


  3. 4 weeks ago

    Great story OP

  4. 4 weeks ago

    I'm sharing this everywhere West of the Mississippi: Get a job as a field tech with any of the tier-one internet providers (Lumen, Comcast, Spectrum, whatever). The starting pay for me was like $26.65/hr here in the PNW. Nothing but a high school diploma from me.
    Outdoor work on a ladder, but not exhausting work by any means. Plenty of energy to go to the gym after work and lift.
    Indoor work with qts installing their internet so they can browse TikTok and watch their streaming services. Perfect ice breaker.
    >Oh, you have HBO Max? Do they have older shows like Game of Thrones or Band of Brothers?
    >Disney+! I've heard good things about The Mandalorian, have you seen it?
    If they want your company cell number, you can give it to them. Your choice.
    From there, it's just a matter of letting them know that you have to stay professional while using company devices, but you have a personal phone number where you can be yourself.

    This is by no means the only option. I'm sure that there's plenty of engineers and architects and business majors out there that clear $200k/yr that'll call me retarded, but this isn't for them. This is for the losers that want to lift but can't since they're stuck working minimum wage warehouse jobs that leave them filthy, poor, and tired every day after they leave. It's the best step towards making it that I've been able to take since I fell into a pit back in 2018 after a bad breakup.

    • 4 weeks ago

      Was it a literal pit or metaphorical pit? If literal, how did you escape it?

      • 4 weeks ago

        Metaphorical you mong.
        Why would I want to leave a literal pit? Holes are comfy. Why do you think men dig gigantic holes whenever they go to the beach

  5. 4 weeks ago

    i have never kissed a woman

    • 4 weeks ago

      its mother fuckers like you probably creating the demoralization threads, seriously stop.

      • 4 weeks ago

        i've never posted anything demoralizing, ever

      • 4 weeks ago

        Link one demoralisation thread

  6. 4 weeks ago

    >shaving at toilets on barracks
    >talking to dude next to me
    >conversation moves to training/physique
    >"dude your tits are visible under your shirt, how do you do it?"

  7. 4 weeks ago

    It’s not just threads, it’s random posters too. Demoralization fags need the pole.

  8. 4 weeks ago

    >be 18, finished massive weight cut and am lean for the first time in life, also grew to be 6’2”
    >manager at part time job compliments me in front of everyone, all managers and higher employees talk about it like they’re proud of me
    >big booty cute black co worker starts flirting with and hitting on me
    >new female coworker starts hitting on and flirting with me too
    >same shit happens with every new girl who starts, mostly black girls
    >people from HS who run into me at college lose their minds, it’s never just a “good job bro” but always a “Holy fuck anon WOW”
    >family all proud of me
    Funny but
    >when walking around campus notice a lot of people are looking at me
    >makes me insecure for a while and I thought I was so severely retarded like freak show levels that people couldn’t help but stare
    >realize it’s 99.999% women, put two and two together

    • 4 weeks ago

      grats, jungle tamer. keep getting that jigabooty

  9. 4 weeks ago

    >be me, 17
    >just quit the football team
    >need new work pants, ask parents for a pair for my birthday
    >get a pair of the Duluth Trading Company firehouse flex pants
    >too baggy, don't fit me at all
    >stash them away
    >skip to current year
    >fly home
    >AA loses my bag
    >time to improvise a wardrobe
    >pull the firehouse pants out of long term storage
    >ass and quads fill out the pants great
    >they fit me now
    Feels gud.

  10. 4 weeks ago

    >I tell her it ain't no thang but a chicken wang
    Laghing my balls off at this "game."

  11. 4 weeks ago

    >be me
    >i look at qt3.14
    >she notices me
    >i look at her
    >she looks at me
    >ffw a minute
    >look at her
    >she fucking stares at me for 30 seconds
    >look away

  12. 4 weeks ago

    I got a random divine intervention on my weight loss progress last month.

    >always be muscle fat from teens to thirties
    >220-250 but with biceps and cut legs from hauling fat torso
    >decide that I am not dying fat last August
    >go from 240 to 220 by the end of November
    >get extreme ab pain last month
    >think I pulled a muscle and try and stretch it out for a week
    >pain increases to the point where I go to the ER
    >turns out my appendix ruptured days prior and I’ve been shitting into my abdominal cavity
    >ER doc looks at me like she’s impressed I haven’t died yet
    >need urgent surgery and spend the evening high af on opiates
    >get my abdomen sliced open like I’m having a C section for my multiple pounds of poop infection
    >lose multiple feet of intestines
    >wake up on floods of opiates suppressing my appetite
    >spend the next two weeks in a hospital bed in and out of consciousness
    >zero core strength but I have to shuffle around with a walker like a zombie in a retirement home
    >my body is completely atrophied and my muscles look like deflated pool toys
    >I now weigh 175 because eating is pain
    >anorexia ftw
    >finally gain enough functionality to be sent home
    >my entire family won’t stop commenting on how good I look
    >finally have a jaw line again
    >all my clothes are way the fuck too big
    >clock is an inch bigger

    My new year is off to a great start. I lost 45 pounds from December to a few days ago, and 65 overall. Chilling at home doing any exercise my body will tolerate. No longer on opiates. Shitting into my abdominal cavity was the best weight loss strategy I’ve ever tried. We’re all gonna make it bros.

    • 4 weeks ago

      >tfw lost tons of weight but my clock didn't get an inch bigger

  13. 4 weeks ago

    Recently I've had multiple strangers call me "big guy". I still have a long way to go but that does make me feel good that what I'm doing is working.

  14. 4 weeks ago

    When I was a senior in high school an older man came up to me in the gym while I was on the stair master. He told me he was the father of a sophomore who had struggled with mental health but started going to the gym and fixing himself because he was inspired by me. He shook my hand and thanked me. I think about this all the time, probably every day when I’m in the gym. I almost started crying right then and there.
    >Mfw peaked in high school

    • 4 weeks ago

      maybe the real making it was the friends we met along the way

  15. 4 weeks ago

    > at bouldering gym
    > sitting and waiting for friend to finish conversation with a staff member
    > wearing a tank top, i like how it shows off my physique
    > other qt 3.14 staff member walks past me
    > we make eye contact and smile at each other

    i think it was a mire, but i'm too much of a sperg to comprehend.

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