Hey guys this is Jason Blaha. I'd like to explain some of the things that have been circulating about me gasp of air. My dad can't tell anyone about my past gasp of air because if he did he would get in serious legal trouble. Therefore to protect himself and I he has to lie gasp of air. Of course the stalkers and trolls won't believe it gasp of air.
Now on to the issue of the reptilian magic assassin gasp of air. I told everyone already this is because I was paid to write a book gasp of air and so was doing research gasp of air.
Now that I have cleared that up, here's a bicep shot.
>gets channel on early youtube when fitness was niche there for he gets views >"comes up" with a popular custom 5 X 5 workout (it was Madcow's only with some accessories) >always hints that he has a clandestine background >starts talking shit about fake natties and anyone popular >Keeps talking shit about Layne Norton to the point that his fanbase starts harrasing Layne >Layne sues him >Blaha makes death threats to his family >Blaha starts saying that he was an ex mercenary >because of the lawsuit he couln´t pay, people find out he has no assets >hets divorced and has to flee the UK (he was married to a chick he met at the David Icke forums claiming he was a reptilian overlord) >comes back to Texas (his home state) >starts to portray a badass conservative gun toting ex-mercenary while dating a meth dealing ex stripper >gets banned from all the gyms he attends because at this point a whole campaign of trolling is following him >becomes a recluse and only does videos on his apartment >his views start to go to shit so he tries to do gaming content that fails https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dWI_DJaYEhw >ex stripper girlfriend dumps him >doubles down on spamming "fitness" content while never in his youtube career beign lean or muscular >claims that he is now a coach that charges 300 a month and having 30+ clients (while no evidence of it) >starts paying a prostitute that lives in another state to date >leaves his dog to die >starts to attend obscure powerlifting meetings winning niche categories where only 2 or 3 people compete >trolls get him banned from powerlifting federations >gets evicted from his apartment >has to move to a section 8 housing whit a woman that killed her boyfriend and is waiting trial >once he was getting 15k+ views , now his videos bearly get 1k >looks like this
>Canonically has the worst divorce in U.S history >Suicidally depressed >Attempts suicide on multiple occasion. fails miserably >meets gym bros. finally finds something he's passionate and to take his mind off killing himself. >as soon as he starts getting happy, confident and swole his unfairly depicted gymbros leave him to die on the legpress.
He never even stood a chance.
What bothers me (and this happens multiple times to Bill) is at the end it's suggested he and Hank will keep training but smarter so Bill doesn't snap his shit again but we never see Bill make any improvements physically, it's like how multiple times throughout the show he's shown to be growing and developing either romantic relationships or some hobby or new friendships but the show's status quo demands he be back to his old miserable self the next episode
The thing is KOTH has plenty of character changes >Nancy stops seeing John Redcorn >Bobby and Connie start and stop dating >Luanne gets pregnant and married to Lucky >Buckley and Cotton leave the show
Seems it's just Bill and Boomhauer who don't really experience any major or at least permanent changes throughout the show
Bill probably got very traumatized from that event where his organs turned inside out hence why he didn't go back to bodybuilding.
You might be thinking you can avoid this situation again if you aren't stupid but Bill isn't smart.
How about my story >31 >no friends, sexual experience, or career >live with parents >don’t drive a car >fitness has done nothing to help my life because I’m terrified of everyone and everything, did nothing for my confidence, anxiety, or ambition >live with parents but barely speak >literally every waking moment I spend wanting to kill myself but being too much of a coward to do it >I wake up dreading facing another day, spend the day miserable, go home miserable, and last thoughts before bed is praying to die in my sleep >regularly even sleep isn’t enough peace for me because I’ll wake up then lie there for hours thinking about what a pathetic loser I am
Yeah nothing helps mental health like a job. He should wash dishes and start doing smoking weed, abusing alcohol and perhaps take up meth with his coworkers.
On GOOODDD bro YOU ARE THE ARCHITECT OF YOUR OWN PRISON I DONT HAVE THE PICTURE OF THE BUS WITH THE SAD AND HAPPY DUDE BUT ITS THAT ITS LITERALLY THAT ITS ALL IN YOUR FRICKING HHEEEAAADDDDDD YOU WHINEY FRICKS ANNOY ME SO MUUUUCCCHHH
On GOOODDD bro YOU ARE THE ARCHITECT OF YOUR OWN PRISON I DONT HAVE THE PICTURE OF THE BUS WITH THE SAD AND HAPPY DUDE BUT ITS THAT ITS LITERALLY THAT ITS ALL IN YOUR FRICKING HHEEEAAADDDDDD YOU WHINEY FRICKS ANNOY ME SO MUUUUCCCHHH
Reminds me of me a bit up until the last few months. I mean I’ve never been depressed just lonely. Been making some like minded Discord friends on /soc/ recently the last few weeks, talking to girls too, it’s never too late to change your ways Anon.
>dream >it’s a faithful continuation of the show set 2 decades later >reality >it’s Black personflix tier shit
at least we always have the original boxset
People with sexual proclivities absolutely loathe themselves. It is simply a fetishization of their self-hate. No doubt his mutant drug use is also caused by this death drive.
Lenny is a classic case of extremely closeted man with self hatred self medicating with phenibut and steroids leading to all sorts of non cookie cutter behavior such as eating whole raw eggs intraworkout, never cleaning his hovel, fricking black trannies, and a myriad of other things.
Lenny really isn't a cookie cutter. I'm a cookie cutter. Wife, family, lift on weekends, got a beard etc. I have a soft spot for Lenny because his old man was hard on him and my old man was hard on me. I just think some people respond different to that. My little brother ended up more like Lenny because of his childhood. I just got lucky and found a good woman.
Actually yeah I forgot to mention his father was very abusive basically tried railroading him into doing one thing with his life because his father wanted it not because Lenny did. That being said once you're out on your own you have the choice of whether or not that will affect you for the rest of your life. I didn't let my moron abusive father stop me from making good choices after I went out on my own.
Reminder to lurking fats (sagging blubber not on the cusp pot bellies) that this is the best you can hope to achieve. I’m sorry your mom and or grandma over fed you as a child and instilled in you to be fat. They stole otter mode away from you. Take vengeance. Do it for you, do it for Bill.
I have no woman, I have no house, I have no friends, I have no money and live paycheck to paycheck. When will my real life begin bros? I'm tired of the grind, I'm tired of this life, just very very tired that's all. PS: I go to the gym 6 days a week so that the days go by faster and because I have nothing else to do.
Bullshit. Go get a certification/trade job or even look into becoming a municipal worker (trash collection pays shockingly well in most places and comes with benefits). There isn't a "real life", either.
You're living the only one you've got (as far as we know). That doesn't mean you've gotta be living a picturesque life like media tries to tell you is normal, as your worth is something that only you can determine. Other people may not acknowledge you, the American dream is dead, but there are ways to (relatively) succeed without becoming a millionaire, getting hitched with a house, etc.
By giving up and saying "it can't be helped", you're setting yourself up to be like those elderly bums that panhandle until they croak.
Don't expect to be able to suddenly "turn yourself around" overnight, development takes time and what matters is that you make progress.
It is literally over by 25. By 40 you are at the peak of your career and making the most money you possibly can with your life force. Recruiters aren’t scoping out men with a deflated “lordy lordy, look who is turning 40” ballon taped to their wall. The only life line left is the lottery or a wealthy family member pitying you enough to put you in the will. Even then the sum, while potentially life changing, will also not be enough as they don’t believe in you to invest it and get compounding returns working for you. They expect you to blow it on a new car and hair plugs. And you will absolutely will and somehow go into deeper debt in the process.
nta but you clearly got your shit pushed in hard at some point previously. hope you can rebound from that perspective shift someday, brother.
My stepmoms brother developed a brain tumor 2 years ago and died within 18 months. He was 49. At the end he couldnt even wash himself or wipe his ass, she all had to do it for him. He is survived by two children.
I also know a guy who was diagnosed with muscular dystrophy at 12 months old. His parents are both alcoholics and abandoned him following the diagnosis and his stepmother abused him. He has never gone through normal socialization because of this and having gone to a handicapped school where he had to spend all his time with morons. He's 30 now and weighs around 60 pounds, cant wipe his own ass, cant even get out of his chair by himself or even touch his own dick.
Its nice to have your own house and be able to send your dog to 200$/h groomer, but there is a lot of shit that money just cant make go away and these are often the real problems that make you suffer way more than "I cant afford x".
be a bro and buy that guy with muscular dystrophy a quadstick, help him set it up enough to use a computer.
get him one with the light springs
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Funny you mention that. He can still use a mouse/controller but I did help him put together his gaming pc last year lol.
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i'd chip in toward it if i knew who you/they were irl lol. it's a game changer (no pun intended), it's a triple sip&puff joystick with lip button works with consoles as well as PC games by connecting as either a controller or a keyboard & mouse driver - fully customizable via a google docs spreadsheet. the person i know uses it in conjunction with kb/mouse to press more buttons & press them faster. definitely worth looking into, you're already great in my book for helping him with his PC though.
people truly do take things for granted, their own existence as much as each other
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Nah, you homosexuals try and live in fairy land and wonder why life isn’t going your way. Align your life with reality and suddenly everything gets better.
I accomplished some things before hitting 30 but then lost everything and now I have to start from zero at 40. I don't know if I can do it again now, it was easy to cope and grind in my 20's, sacrificing my youth for a future that eventually materialized but in the end only lasted a few years at best.
Too many defeats, too many mistakes, too many setbacks, too many disappointments, too many regrets, too much pain and too many sins piling up... it's over for me bros.
Again, that is a childish sentiment. There are only two free men. The rich man and the hobo who lives next to the equator. Only one of them has their needs met.
I want to buy my mom a huge house with a nice garden
I want to buy a cozy small house to hole myself in when I feel like it
I want to be able to afford a variety of supplements and quality food (for my mom included)
I want to be able to afford a nice home gym
I want to be able to afford a nice PC
I want to give my mom and my dog all the premium care in the world
I want to be able to never worry about my bills ever again in my life
That's 'all' I need, and all of these requires money, yet I'm flat broke
Money would absolutely solve all of my problems
Don't get me wrong, I'm not judging you personally, but I'm sick of the whole "Money doesn't bring happiness" mentally in general, this is a huge lie
My stepmoms brother developed a brain tumor 2 years ago and died within 18 months. He was 49. At the end he couldnt even wash himself or wipe his ass, she all had to do it for him. He is survived by two children.
I also know a guy who was diagnosed with muscular dystrophy at 12 months old. His parents are both alcoholics and abandoned him following the diagnosis and his stepmother abused him. He has never gone through normal socialization because of this and having gone to a handicapped school where he had to spend all his time with morons. He's 30 now and weighs around 60 pounds, cant wipe his own ass, cant even get out of his chair by himself or even touch his own dick.
Its nice to have your own house and be able to send your dog to 200$/h groomer, but there is a lot of shit that money just cant make go away and these are often the real problems that make you suffer way more than "I cant afford x".
Mine >be fat kid whole life, goes how you’d expect >hit growth spurt after 6th grade go into 7th grade skinny as hell, have some friends, actually have a couple girls crush on me and talk to me >balloon back up because father was careless and fed me nothing but fast food (money was not an issue for him), everything goes back >fat, outcasted, invisible to women >try to kill self in like 11th grade, fail >decide I should get pussy and try again so lose weight over 100lbs in 12 months >go into college lean very skinny at 6’2” because last second growth spurt have women eye fricking the shit out of me everywhere girls in classes flirting with me trying to pair up etc >get into lifting get laid at age 20 frick few other chicks >social fulfillment, pussy, fun all the things I missed out on in highschool >king of last minute I suppose >all of it is boring very fast, realize idk who I even am and have faked my entire persona just to keep these people from finding out I’m a sperg with a shitty loser past >mental breakdown, get fat again, lose gains
I’ve fixed a lot in my 20s. I’ll be 30 soon. If I could just lose the weight and do it right this time, with discipline instead of soulless motivations… literally just get to 200lbs and get my gains back and then run maybe a 2 month cut to get to like 190-195…
You got this, champ. I'm future you to tell you it's worth it. Don't settle for skinnyfat and go straight back to manwhoring on dating apps either. Yes, girls don't give a frick when you're 6'2 and not disfigured, but you're not doing this for girls.
Get as IST as possible and everything else will fall into place.
>24 >living with and being sustained by my grandma >no job >no education >khhv >no friends >can't afford a gym anymore so just doing calisthenics in my bedroom nowadays >got kicked out of the army >small penis >love handles >crocked teeth >lazy eye >nappy hair >manlet >stretch marks >diagnosed with type 2 autism
anyways, I used to bench 3 pl8s natty, baby!
>be late 30's >think about something sad like my cats dying or my mom dying and me just being old and alone because I never met someone to start a family >make the Bill Dautreve whimpering noise out loud for the first time ever
WTF could you possibly have done to be that depressed? I feel like half the people posting shit like that here are either joking/trolling or they learned to turtle up at the slightest hint of adversity. Do you people just go around with an inner monologue that debilitatingly kneejerks at every perceived slight against you? Are you just convinced you have some sort of anxiety disorder? You're supposed to use your mistakes in any walk of life as a stepping stone, not as a form of self-flagellation. Do yourself a favor, quit beating yourself off and move on with your life.
Try making it with a wife and house, just barely creep into your 30s where dating becomes impossible, and your wife cucks you while you're at work funding her dream. Then you get depressed, stop working out, and you return to your pudgy dyel self that you always were at heart.
All the damage I did to myself with roids was for nothing, and despite all my work I am alone and unremarkable. The idea that you could overcome your flaws and be happy was always a lie.
oh i'm not trying to compete with people dude i just noticed i made the bill whimper when i was feeling scared about the future at some point. i'm really not doing that bad
My own
BLOHO
I'm gonna need a condensed version of the story behind him
thats non negotiable anon
Hey guys this is Jason Blaha. I'd like to explain some of the things that have been circulating about me gasp of air. My dad can't tell anyone about my past gasp of air because if he did he would get in serious legal trouble. Therefore to protect himself and I he has to lie gasp of air. Of course the stalkers and trolls won't believe it gasp of air.
Now on to the issue of the reptilian magic assassin gasp of air. I told everyone already this is because I was paid to write a book gasp of air and so was doing research gasp of air.
Now that I have cleared that up, here's a bicep shot.
>gets channel on early youtube when fitness was niche there for he gets views
>"comes up" with a popular custom 5 X 5 workout (it was Madcow's only with some accessories)
>always hints that he has a clandestine background
>starts talking shit about fake natties and anyone popular
>Keeps talking shit about Layne Norton to the point that his fanbase starts harrasing Layne
>Layne sues him
>Blaha makes death threats to his family
>Blaha starts saying that he was an ex mercenary
>because of the lawsuit he couln´t pay, people find out he has no assets
>hets divorced and has to flee the UK (he was married to a chick he met at the David Icke forums claiming he was a reptilian overlord)
>comes back to Texas (his home state)
>starts to portray a badass conservative gun toting ex-mercenary while dating a meth dealing ex stripper
>gets banned from all the gyms he attends because at this point a whole campaign of trolling is following him
>becomes a recluse and only does videos on his apartment
>his views start to go to shit so he tries to do gaming content that fails https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dWI_DJaYEhw
>ex stripper girlfriend dumps him
>doubles down on spamming "fitness" content while never in his youtube career beign lean or muscular
>claims that he is now a coach that charges 300 a month and having 30+ clients (while no evidence of it)
>starts paying a prostitute that lives in another state to date
>leaves his dog to die
>starts to attend obscure powerlifting meetings winning niche categories where only 2 or 3 people compete
>trolls get him banned from powerlifting federations
>gets evicted from his apartment
>has to move to a section 8 housing whit a woman that killed her boyfriend and is waiting trial
>once he was getting 15k+ views , now his videos bearly get 1k
>looks like this
That like the tip of the iceberg
>all this is the tip of the iceberg
The guy must have wienerroach genes if he's still doing this
>he was married to a chick he met at the David Icke forums claiming he was a reptilian overlord
He just won me over.
I N N E R. C I I I T Y Y Y Y
>Canonically has the worst divorce in U.S history
>Suicidally depressed
>Attempts suicide on multiple occasion. fails miserably
>meets gym bros. finally finds something he's passionate and to take his mind off killing himself.
>as soon as he starts getting happy, confident and swole his unfairly depicted gymbros leave him to die on the legpress.
He never even stood a chance.
>constantly trying to frick his best friends wife to point she feel unsafe around him.
He deserves worse tbh
the gym bros encouraging him to go to snap city and then bailing was like a latter years southpark-tier way to wrap up the story.
What bothers me (and this happens multiple times to Bill) is at the end it's suggested he and Hank will keep training but smarter so Bill doesn't snap his shit again but we never see Bill make any improvements physically, it's like how multiple times throughout the show he's shown to be growing and developing either romantic relationships or some hobby or new friendships but the show's status quo demands he be back to his old miserable self the next episode
It's a 90's/00's episodic comedy, nobody's allowed to have experiences that effect them for more than 30 minutes.
The thing is KOTH has plenty of character changes
>Nancy stops seeing John Redcorn
>Bobby and Connie start and stop dating
>Luanne gets pregnant and married to Lucky
>Buckley and Cotton leave the show
Seems it's just Bill and Boomhauer who don't really experience any major or at least permanent changes throughout the show
>Bill and Boomhauer don't experience permanent changes
they are ying and yang
My understanding is Mike Judge has to fight tooth and nail for even that, Fox didn't want anything to change ever.
Bill probably got very traumatized from that event where his organs turned inside out hence why he didn't go back to bodybuilding.
You might be thinking you can avoid this situation again if you aren't stupid but Bill isn't smart.
Show me your papers, otherwise you can't go to college or work
So what if you lost your entire world in a war zone, suffer this now too
How ironic
schizo babble
Adorable
My life story.
How about my story
>31
>no friends, sexual experience, or career
>live with parents
>don’t drive a car
>fitness has done nothing to help my life because I’m terrified of everyone and everything, did nothing for my confidence, anxiety, or ambition
>live with parents but barely speak
>literally every waking moment I spend wanting to kill myself but being too much of a coward to do it
>I wake up dreading facing another day, spend the day miserable, go home miserable, and last thoughts before bed is praying to die in my sleep
>regularly even sleep isn’t enough peace for me because I’ll wake up then lie there for hours thinking about what a pathetic loser I am
homie go on meds, get a job, lift harder than last time and literally just be yourself.
Yeah nothing helps mental health like a job. He should wash dishes and start doing smoking weed, abusing alcohol and perhaps take up meth with his coworkers.
At least then he'd start being social and have a hobby.
you should be fricking embarrassed for writing out such dishonest garbage
but you dont possess the capacity for introspection, so...
On GOOODDD bro YOU ARE THE ARCHITECT OF YOUR OWN PRISON I DONT HAVE THE PICTURE OF THE BUS WITH THE SAD AND HAPPY DUDE BUT ITS THAT ITS LITERALLY THAT ITS ALL IN YOUR FRICKING HHEEEAAADDDDDD YOU WHINEY FRICKS ANNOY ME SO MUUUUCCCHHH
It do be like that.
Touch grass moron you would be fixed in 2 weeks
>laying on bed despite not sleeping
Found the culprit. If you can't trick the mind you can force the body to beat the shit out of the mind.
are you me? at least im gettin fit and not being a fat frick
Hopefully this music video will change your life like it did for me.
Reminds me of me a bit up until the last few months. I mean I’ve never been depressed just lonely. Been making some like minded Discord friends on /soc/ recently the last few weeks, talking to girls too, it’s never too late to change your ways Anon.
Chris Benoit
>Caaardiooo?
Damn
I hope they dont frick up the remake KOTH, it should be out early next year.
>dream
>it’s a faithful continuation of the show set 2 decades later
>reality
>it’s Black personflix tier shit
at least we always have the original boxset
As entertaining as Big Lenny is, his story is sad. He's pretty resilient the more you learn about him.
Good stats for the cost
People with sexual proclivities absolutely loathe themselves. It is simply a fetishization of their self-hate. No doubt his mutant drug use is also caused by this death drive.
Lenny is a classic case of extremely closeted man with self hatred self medicating with phenibut and steroids leading to all sorts of non cookie cutter behavior such as eating whole raw eggs intraworkout, never cleaning his hovel, fricking black trannies, and a myriad of other things.
Lenny really isn't a cookie cutter. I'm a cookie cutter. Wife, family, lift on weekends, got a beard etc. I have a soft spot for Lenny because his old man was hard on him and my old man was hard on me. I just think some people respond different to that. My little brother ended up more like Lenny because of his childhood. I just got lucky and found a good woman.
Actually yeah I forgot to mention his father was very abusive basically tried railroading him into doing one thing with his life because his father wanted it not because Lenny did. That being said once you're out on your own you have the choice of whether or not that will affect you for the rest of your life. I didn't let my moron abusive father stop me from making good choices after I went out on my own.
Shut up Dave
Reminder to lurking fats (sagging blubber not on the cusp pot bellies) that this is the best you can hope to achieve. I’m sorry your mom and or grandma over fed you as a child and instilled in you to be fat. They stole otter mode away from you. Take vengeance. Do it for you, do it for Bill.
I am 39.
I have no woman, I have no house, I have no friends, I have no money and live paycheck to paycheck. When will my real life begin bros? I'm tired of the grind, I'm tired of this life, just very very tired that's all. PS: I go to the gym 6 days a week so that the days go by faster and because I have nothing else to do.
How about instead of "spending" (wasting) so much time in the douche-house you study/learn to get a better job and improve your situation
It's too late for that now.
Bullshit. Go get a certification/trade job or even look into becoming a municipal worker (trash collection pays shockingly well in most places and comes with benefits). There isn't a "real life", either.
You're living the only one you've got (as far as we know). That doesn't mean you've gotta be living a picturesque life like media tries to tell you is normal, as your worth is something that only you can determine. Other people may not acknowledge you, the American dream is dead, but there are ways to (relatively) succeed without becoming a millionaire, getting hitched with a house, etc.
By giving up and saying "it can't be helped", you're setting yourself up to be like those elderly bums that panhandle until they croak.
Don't expect to be able to suddenly "turn yourself around" overnight, development takes time and what matters is that you make progress.
Is he playing demons souls?
It is literally over by 25. By 40 you are at the peak of your career and making the most money you possibly can with your life force. Recruiters aren’t scoping out men with a deflated “lordy lordy, look who is turning 40” ballon taped to their wall. The only life line left is the lottery or a wealthy family member pitying you enough to put you in the will. Even then the sum, while potentially life changing, will also not be enough as they don’t believe in you to invest it and get compounding returns working for you. They expect you to blow it on a new car and hair plugs. And you will absolutely will and somehow go into deeper debt in the process.
What kind of nonsense are you preaching? Financial security is great but it isn't the sole defining factor for a fulfilling life.
Naiveté is a feminine quality anon.
So is projection.
You have my sympathy. May you grow up one day.
nta but you clearly got your shit pushed in hard at some point previously. hope you can rebound from that perspective shift someday, brother.
be a bro and buy that guy with muscular dystrophy a quadstick, help him set it up enough to use a computer.
get him one with the light springs
Funny you mention that. He can still use a mouse/controller but I did help him put together his gaming pc last year lol.
i'd chip in toward it if i knew who you/they were irl lol. it's a game changer (no pun intended), it's a triple sip&puff joystick with lip button works with consoles as well as PC games by connecting as either a controller or a keyboard & mouse driver - fully customizable via a google docs spreadsheet. the person i know uses it in conjunction with kb/mouse to press more buttons & press them faster. definitely worth looking into, you're already great in my book for helping him with his PC though.
people truly do take things for granted, their own existence as much as each other
Nah, you homosexuals try and live in fairy land and wonder why life isn’t going your way. Align your life with reality and suddenly everything gets better.
Go to the gym only 1-2 times a week and use the free time to try new hobbies that can be done socially.
How did you get into the situation? What are you doing about it now?
I accomplished some things before hitting 30 but then lost everything and now I have to start from zero at 40. I don't know if I can do it again now, it was easy to cope and grind in my 20's, sacrificing my youth for a future that eventually materialized but in the end only lasted a few years at best.
Too many defeats, too many mistakes, too many setbacks, too many disappointments, too many regrets, too much pain and too many sins piling up... it's over for me bros.
Starting over is where the most fun is. Like Minecraft.
>Peggy will never toot on you like a squat machine
Why live?
It's naive to think that money solves all problems. (Though, again, it helps with a lot of them.)
Again, that is a childish sentiment. There are only two free men. The rich man and the hobo who lives next to the equator. Only one of them has their needs met.
I want to buy my mom a huge house with a nice garden
I want to buy a cozy small house to hole myself in when I feel like it
I want to be able to afford a variety of supplements and quality food (for my mom included)
I want to be able to afford a nice home gym
I want to be able to afford a nice PC
I want to give my mom and my dog all the premium care in the world
I want to be able to never worry about my bills ever again in my life
That's 'all' I need, and all of these requires money, yet I'm flat broke
Money would absolutely solve all of my problems
Don't get me wrong, I'm not judging you personally, but I'm sick of the whole "Money doesn't bring happiness" mentally in general, this is a huge lie
*mentality
My stepmoms brother developed a brain tumor 2 years ago and died within 18 months. He was 49. At the end he couldnt even wash himself or wipe his ass, she all had to do it for him. He is survived by two children.
I also know a guy who was diagnosed with muscular dystrophy at 12 months old. His parents are both alcoholics and abandoned him following the diagnosis and his stepmother abused him. He has never gone through normal socialization because of this and having gone to a handicapped school where he had to spend all his time with morons. He's 30 now and weighs around 60 pounds, cant wipe his own ass, cant even get out of his chair by himself or even touch his own dick.
Its nice to have your own house and be able to send your dog to 200$/h groomer, but there is a lot of shit that money just cant make go away and these are often the real problems that make you suffer way more than "I cant afford x".
Mine
>be fat kid whole life, goes how you’d expect
>hit growth spurt after 6th grade go into 7th grade skinny as hell, have some friends, actually have a couple girls crush on me and talk to me
>balloon back up because father was careless and fed me nothing but fast food (money was not an issue for him), everything goes back
>fat, outcasted, invisible to women
>try to kill self in like 11th grade, fail
>decide I should get pussy and try again so lose weight over 100lbs in 12 months
>go into college lean very skinny at 6’2” because last second growth spurt have women eye fricking the shit out of me everywhere girls in classes flirting with me trying to pair up etc
>get into lifting get laid at age 20 frick few other chicks
>social fulfillment, pussy, fun all the things I missed out on in highschool
>king of last minute I suppose
>all of it is boring very fast, realize idk who I even am and have faked my entire persona just to keep these people from finding out I’m a sperg with a shitty loser past
>mental breakdown, get fat again, lose gains
I’ve fixed a lot in my 20s. I’ll be 30 soon. If I could just lose the weight and do it right this time, with discipline instead of soulless motivations… literally just get to 200lbs and get my gains back and then run maybe a 2 month cut to get to like 190-195…
You got this, champ. I'm future you to tell you it's worth it. Don't settle for skinnyfat and go straight back to manwhoring on dating apps either. Yes, girls don't give a frick when you're 6'2 and not disfigured, but you're not doing this for girls.
Get as IST as possible and everything else will fall into place.
>24
>living with and being sustained by my grandma
>no job
>no education
>khhv
>no friends
>can't afford a gym anymore so just doing calisthenics in my bedroom nowadays
>got kicked out of the army
>small penis
>love handles
>crocked teeth
>lazy eye
>nappy hair
>manlet
>stretch marks
>diagnosed with type 2 autism
anyways, I used to bench 3 pl8s natty, baby!
>be late 30's
>think about something sad like my cats dying or my mom dying and me just being old and alone because I never met someone to start a family
>make the Bill Dautreve whimpering noise out loud for the first time ever
holy fricking shit this can't be my fate
Im32 and literally all I think about is suicide. I make that bill Dautrve whimper dozens of times a day when I reflect on how humiliating my life is.
WTF could you possibly have done to be that depressed? I feel like half the people posting shit like that here are either joking/trolling or they learned to turtle up at the slightest hint of adversity. Do you people just go around with an inner monologue that debilitatingly kneejerks at every perceived slight against you? Are you just convinced you have some sort of anxiety disorder? You're supposed to use your mistakes in any walk of life as a stepping stone, not as a form of self-flagellation. Do yourself a favor, quit beating yourself off and move on with your life.
damn dude, well good luck. i was feeling way worse a couple years ago but still get caught up in the feelings sometimes
Try making it with a wife and house, just barely creep into your 30s where dating becomes impossible, and your wife cucks you while you're at work funding her dream. Then you get depressed, stop working out, and you return to your pudgy dyel self that you always were at heart.
All the damage I did to myself with roids was for nothing, and despite all my work I am alone and unremarkable. The idea that you could overcome your flaws and be happy was always a lie.
not with that attitude
oh i'm not trying to compete with people dude i just noticed i made the bill whimper when i was feeling scared about the future at some point. i'm really not doing that bad