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Chudmaxxer67
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all i wanted was to feel accepted. This started years ago years ago when my brother would bully me every day for being fat. I couldn't go a day without hearing the words fat and ugly. every day I would be tormented with this shit constantly. I had the obbession of starting the gym since i was 11, i finally joined when I turned 14. I never skipped days, even when there we're big events for me i'd always choose the gym. The gym was always there for me at my lowest. I started to lose weight and look much better, at firs tmany people cheered me for it but the further i went they started to almost hate on me. I truly discovered looksmaxxing close to when i turned 15. everything hit me hard look good or you are nothing. I never took it too seriously till one day i realized how much i would get bullied by people and how girls never wanted me or i'd get played every time. I finally lost the fat and looked good for a time. This was the summer of me being 15 i was able to get some girls and be more confident in my self everything was good. Till i quickly got attached to this one girl. she never truly liked me i just thought she did because she showed me some decency. This made me enraged for about 2 months straight because i was so attached. Finally i forgot about her and the grade 10 school year started, new people new school, girls left and right I was finally getting what i wanted. Then I realized how i was small and decided to start my bulk this was from novemeber to february but mainly to december. I Put on fucking 45lbs in 3 months, almost pure fat. I came back from winter break, many girls laughed at me, talked behind my back, unadded me, and completely ignored me. All my "friends" made fun of me and it was hell. I went many nights in a row cryign about my appearance. I finally decided I will start taking steroids. February 23 i started, they did not help me how i thought they would, i became very bloated and kept bulking and had very high e2, this was the ugliest i had ever been. I decided to finally start the cut after weeks/months of being bullied for the bulk. I had put on lots of size from roids, became the biggest and strongest in my grade. Here i am now, as of late june. I have now gotten to a relatively decent body fat %, I am still getting stronger, upgrading looks every day, and overall progressing. Now don't think this is the end and im all happy. I am still that sensitive young boy who cries almost every night from his apperance and small comments. I went to a party last night and it was very shit like no one really there and a bunch of weirdos but this one girl came, she was very very attractive, we kept playing "eye tag" and it was very clear she wanted me to talk to her or something but i am still in that loser mentallity of being fat and ugly. i hate this and everything its the next day after the party and i am regretting so much not talking to her i dont fucking understand why i am so attached, i wish i could've lived a normal healthy life.