I actually hate lifting. Not the results, but the act itself.
I'm honestly internally bored to tears on every rep even when I lift heavy (for my dyel body). It's so long, tedious, and boring... I tried going to the gym with a friend, listening to music, staring at girls, staring at myself. There's just this intense void in me when I get ready and do a set.
My sister asked me for money this week; specifically to co-sign on something. I love her. But she has no real income, and has a history of making dubious financial decisions. I had to tell her no on co-signing, but I could loan her money for a down payment on a place. I can’t be on the hook for the financial damage it could cause if she doesn’t pay rent.
That was a really hard thing to tell her. What made it harder was talking with other people in the family who have been been living off the largesse of a rich relative of ours for years, who preached about how she needs to learn financial responsibility.
My dog had to be put down this week. My girlfriend who I love got laid off last week. I tweaked my back and for the first time had to take a muscle relaxant last night, the pain was unmanageable.
This stuff is hard, but I’m still glad I have fitness and lifting. As I’m getting older, it feels like the playing field is taking shape, becoming more defined. Some opportunities are closing. But I’m glad I got into lifting and watching what I eat over a decade ago. Man how the time flies. Stick with it, boys. Gains are bigger than just muscle.
i'm trying to cope with the fact that bulking is actually much harder than losing weight. normies/fatties don't get it. you can't tell them what you're doing or they'll whine about how "lucky" you are with no ounce of self-awareness.
>kinda tired of current friends >never meet anybody here in part because my current social circle is kinda explored >made a lot of personal progress in recent years but somehow feel stuck in this life in this city with these people >decide to move to the other side of my country >decision is final >apartment cancelled, enrolled in new uni >suddenly over the last few months social life goes through the roof >reconnect with bunch of friends >social circle expands >meet new friends >for the first time in my life I start dating a chick >I didn't even try it just fricking happened like some shitty romcom >never had any women react to me like this and she is an absolute qt >only have about a month left before I will have to leave it all behind >have nobody to blame but myself
For me this is undeniable proof that there is some form of higher being that does this shit for it's own amusement. This amount of comedy is just impossible through sheer chance
That's the problem, the pub is open and I can't drink. I'm too fat and I want to wear certain clothes but I don't fit. The problem is that I consoom too much shit my whole life. So those issues hit my money hard. Why do I sabotage my self this way? Its not too late to turn a new leaf but I've been doing this for a long time, where I start a plan and not go through with it. Also mind is not at ease
Stealing first post to say FRICK YOU wienerSUCKING JANNY homosexual FRICKS
You fricking delete my threads but leave the others up? Suck my fricking ten inch dick you fricking homosexuals.
I don't want to drink anymore.
I don't drink too much I just drink too often, can't sleep without at least a shot in me.
Not a whole lot honestly
Sleep apnea i should really get checked
Im finally after YEARS getting trewatment for nail fungus
Lifts are stalling because i'm on a cut
Been single for the better part of 4 years mostly because the above i think, but also because after 30 dating pools been closed it feels like
Good things don't happen. Gotta take what you can get and be content with it.
I'm getting scared of my way of thinking lately I think the big corporation life is fricking me up
Tell me more, Anon.
I actually hate lifting. Not the results, but the act itself.
I'm honestly internally bored to tears on every rep even when I lift heavy (for my dyel body). It's so long, tedious, and boring... I tried going to the gym with a friend, listening to music, staring at girls, staring at myself. There's just this intense void in me when I get ready and do a set.
The trick is to hate the rest of your life so much that this void is the only moment of peace you get.
But I don't. I have hobbies, a decent career.
Then it's not for you.
that's called being alone with yourself anon.
My sister asked me for money this week; specifically to co-sign on something. I love her. But she has no real income, and has a history of making dubious financial decisions. I had to tell her no on co-signing, but I could loan her money for a down payment on a place. I can’t be on the hook for the financial damage it could cause if she doesn’t pay rent.
That was a really hard thing to tell her. What made it harder was talking with other people in the family who have been been living off the largesse of a rich relative of ours for years, who preached about how she needs to learn financial responsibility.
My dog had to be put down this week. My girlfriend who I love got laid off last week. I tweaked my back and for the first time had to take a muscle relaxant last night, the pain was unmanageable.
This stuff is hard, but I’m still glad I have fitness and lifting. As I’m getting older, it feels like the playing field is taking shape, becoming more defined. Some opportunities are closing. But I’m glad I got into lifting and watching what I eat over a decade ago. Man how the time flies. Stick with it, boys. Gains are bigger than just muscle.
I'm starting to accept the fact that for the rest of my life I'll be a ripped lonely wagecuck who watches anime or reads classic books and after work
i'm trying to cope with the fact that bulking is actually much harder than losing weight. normies/fatties don't get it. you can't tell them what you're doing or they'll whine about how "lucky" you are with no ounce of self-awareness.
>kinda tired of current friends
>never meet anybody here in part because my current social circle is kinda explored
>made a lot of personal progress in recent years but somehow feel stuck in this life in this city with these people
>decide to move to the other side of my country
>decision is final
>apartment cancelled, enrolled in new uni
>suddenly over the last few months social life goes through the roof
>reconnect with bunch of friends
>social circle expands
>meet new friends
>for the first time in my life I start dating a chick
>I didn't even try it just fricking happened like some shitty romcom
>never had any women react to me like this and she is an absolute qt
>only have about a month left before I will have to leave it all behind
>have nobody to blame but myself
For me this is undeniable proof that there is some form of higher being that does this shit for it's own amusement. This amount of comedy is just impossible through sheer chance
That's the problem, the pub is open and I can't drink. I'm too fat and I want to wear certain clothes but I don't fit. The problem is that I consoom too much shit my whole life. So those issues hit my money hard. Why do I sabotage my self this way? Its not too late to turn a new leaf but I've been doing this for a long time, where I start a plan and not go through with it. Also mind is not at ease
How do I become a functioning alcohol? I'm tired bros and I wanna forget