yeah basically
his story is basically "i was a depressed loser until i found out that i really enjoy the sensation of overcoming struggles so i joined the navy and started doing a frickton of training and became semi-famous for it and now i spread my story so other depressed losers can find purpose in the grind"
yeah basically
his story is basically "i was a depressed loser until i found out that i really enjoy the sensation of overcoming struggles so i joined the navy and started doing a frickton of training and became semi-famous for it and now i spread my story so other depressed losers can find purpose in the grind"
at my darkest moment I had a very similar mindset to him. It was wildly unhealthy. I ran a shitload, I took up boxing, my diet was awful and not nearly enough nutrients for the strain I was putting my body through. Working 70 hr wks while gym 6 days a wk and boxing on my day off. The depression was a correlation for me for sure. I think fear is what drives him, he is definitely scared to death of appearing weak or getting fat again. I think a DI in the seals may have fricked him up a little too bad, too
people cope differently. That grindset shit is self harm as much as eating yourself into morbid obesity or doing drugs. Goggins has had multiple knee surgeries because of running too much, his bones are just rubbing against eachother. When he's old and bedridden he's gonna look back and regret having done nothing but grind himself to death every bit as much as a fat frick is gonna regret all the fun shit he missed out on being fat as frick or a drug addict thinking about how they traded their hopes and dreams to get high
>I think fear is what drives him, he is definitely scared to death of appearing weak or getting fat again.
He literally said that his motivation is to get the most out of his life so he can die without any regrets
I went on a long run yesterday to cope with my depression and ugliness. I felt like I was going to die at the end of it had to walk home. Wonder what would happen if I had to actually lay down by the road. Would people help me?
This homie lookin' ZESTY, this homie lookin' MOIST, he's got sugar in his tank, he's light on his feet, he's a lil bit fruity, he plays for the other team, he dances at the other end of the ballroom, this homie theatrical, this homie good with colors, this homie gonna coordinate yo curtains wit you cushions and that shit gonna look good! This homie lifts shirts, this homie on the down low, this homie be a tollet trader, this homie gardens uphill, this homie packs fudge, he's a friend of Dorothy, he feels the love that dare not speak its name, he loves to dance, he's of the Uranian brotherhood, he indulges in the French vice, he has an antipathic sexual Instinct, he's fluent in Polari, he's a refugee from Sodom, he's on the wrong bus, he bats for the other team, he's temperamental, he's 'one of them...if you catch my drift.
are you asking if lifting could have saved him?
why doesn't he just smile more?
He is depressed and realized there's nothing he can do to change it
>bald
guaranteed.
yeah basically
his story is basically "i was a depressed loser until i found out that i really enjoy the sensation of overcoming struggles so i joined the navy and started doing a frickton of training and became semi-famous for it and now i spread my story so other depressed losers can find purpose in the grind"
No, because depression isn’t a real condition.
how can you be depressed when youre the one carrying the logs
He’s the ultimate masochist
I bet he gets off by getting his balls stomped on
at my darkest moment I had a very similar mindset to him. It was wildly unhealthy. I ran a shitload, I took up boxing, my diet was awful and not nearly enough nutrients for the strain I was putting my body through. Working 70 hr wks while gym 6 days a wk and boxing on my day off. The depression was a correlation for me for sure. I think fear is what drives him, he is definitely scared to death of appearing weak or getting fat again. I think a DI in the seals may have fricked him up a little too bad, too
Ah, the kind of depression that motivates you and makes you crazy successful. Poor guy.
people cope differently. That grindset shit is self harm as much as eating yourself into morbid obesity or doing drugs. Goggins has had multiple knee surgeries because of running too much, his bones are just rubbing against eachother. When he's old and bedridden he's gonna look back and regret having done nothing but grind himself to death every bit as much as a fat frick is gonna regret all the fun shit he missed out on being fat as frick or a drug addict thinking about how they traded their hopes and dreams to get high
>That grindset shit is self harm as much as eating yourself into morbid obesity or doing drugs
You’re fat as frick, aren’t you anon
you aren't afraid of the injuries, you're afraid of the fricking effort
>I think fear is what drives him, he is definitely scared to death of appearing weak or getting fat again.
He literally said that his motivation is to get the most out of his life so he can die without any regrets
Dude's got the stare of that one Instagram woman's comics people post here
his dad was an absolute Black person, I'd be like him if I had to go through what he had
I went on a long run yesterday to cope with my depression and ugliness. I felt like I was going to die at the end of it had to walk home. Wonder what would happen if I had to actually lay down by the road. Would people help me?
How long was your run?
a little over 6 miles, a new record fo me
I'm 5'7 and 290 lbs btw
They wouldn't.
WHO'S GONNA RAISE THE KIDS?
imagine looking up to someone who abandoned their child
This homie lookin' ZESTY, this homie lookin' MOIST, he's got sugar in his tank, he's light on his feet, he's a lil bit fruity, he plays for the other team, he dances at the other end of the ballroom, this homie theatrical, this homie good with colors, this homie gonna coordinate yo curtains wit you cushions and that shit gonna look good! This homie lifts shirts, this homie on the down low, this homie be a tollet trader, this homie gardens uphill, this homie packs fudge, he's a friend of Dorothy, he feels the love that dare not speak its name, he loves to dance, he's of the Uranian brotherhood, he indulges in the French vice, he has an antipathic sexual Instinct, he's fluent in Polari, he's a refugee from Sodom, he's on the wrong bus, he bats for the other team, he's temperamental, he's 'one of them...if you catch my drift.
he runs from the pain
but he can never run far enough