Difficult Changes to Ensure Your Happiness

Working out has been my solace and my escape from the pain that drove me into a deep, dark depression in my youth. Growing up I was a pretty skinny, if not scrawny, kid. I was picked on a lot because of that fact. No other reason, I was just small and therefore perceived to be a weakling who wouldn’t stand up for himself. They were right, I didn’t. It went on through all of high school with my days filled with shoves and smacks and name calling. Terrible. After high school, I picked up some power igf and started to hit the gym. I refused to be vulnerable any longer. I wasn’t going to be weak.


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