Zyros
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Since i joined these forums and communities and learned about my flaws and shit, I had a clear objective/progress target. I've been on these forums since already several years ago, either as a lurker or a poster. I always hated both my death frame and my high tendency to have bloat in the face. It has been a (long?) journey till today in which I, as my body is a lost cause, tried to focus on my face. Leaning down and getting a low bloat face was my target and dream. Progress was steady but hellish, diet was a challenge emotionally/mentally, random bloat days and not knowing how I would look each day were the bane of my existence and caused lots of suffering and struggle.
Finally, after some time respecting diet steadily and some extra help from botox masseter injections, I got my permanently lean face with no bloat days. I finally, after all this suffering, all this mental struggle, all this shit, realized my dream of waking up ever day without having to worry about a bloat day, about being able to go to dinner with my friends without fearing my face ballooning up. I finally reached my dream-like metabolism in which I no longer feel like dieting, I finally can choose my hairstyle based on mood instead of facial condition, and can stand up proud in the street around other guys despite my concentration camp frame.
I was finally genuinely happy, and what happens? FUCKING COVID AND QUARANTINE. Fine. "I will take this opportunity to try and lean in a bit more". I dropped most of my drinking and even if a bit sligh, I made even more progress as people told me I look even more lean now in person after the quarantine. But what happens next? new normality is wearing face masks EVERYWHERE, and even when everything is up and running like normal, life is now with masks everywhere until god knows when. I tried to read info about the subject and didnt get any answer, only articles mentioning "THE FUTURE IS MASKED" and shit like this. After all this progress, all this struggle, and finally starting to reap my fruits (my nightlife attention before the lockdown was kinda crazy in this regard) now the universe straps a mask on my face so every sign of my hard successful work is absolutely negated as every sharp aspect of a face gets covered with the fucking mask. All the while its summer and all the fucking gymbulk bloated rats get to show off their big bodies while also getting to cover their moonfaces in a now socially acceptable way while I have to wear revealing clothing not being able to even cover my frame on top of that. I have to go on the streets both without being able to hide my flaws and having to furcefully hide my good things. I am triggered and livid at this shit, seriously. All these years and for such a short lived happiness. It feels like a fucking cosmic bad joke or something. I am now back at dreading going outside and even more at getting near other guys. I'm back at not walking straight and proud because the only thing I had is gone now covered with a mask and now the first thing that grabs attention is the body. I know eye area is still visible and mine is more striking than the majority of guys out there despite non light eyes and round lower eyelids, but still its not nearly the same. You need the whole lean face for eye area to matter.
Just venting, Fuck this. Fuck this so much. Thing that fucks me in the head the most is that while we had set dates since almost the beggining for when other things would start being normal again, there is not any info on when having to wear masks will end, so not any date in sight to look forward to.
Finally, after some time respecting diet steadily and some extra help from botox masseter injections, I got my permanently lean face with no bloat days. I finally, after all this suffering, all this mental struggle, all this shit, realized my dream of waking up ever day without having to worry about a bloat day, about being able to go to dinner with my friends without fearing my face ballooning up. I finally reached my dream-like metabolism in which I no longer feel like dieting, I finally can choose my hairstyle based on mood instead of facial condition, and can stand up proud in the street around other guys despite my concentration camp frame.
I was finally genuinely happy, and what happens? FUCKING COVID AND QUARANTINE. Fine. "I will take this opportunity to try and lean in a bit more". I dropped most of my drinking and even if a bit sligh, I made even more progress as people told me I look even more lean now in person after the quarantine. But what happens next? new normality is wearing face masks EVERYWHERE, and even when everything is up and running like normal, life is now with masks everywhere until god knows when. I tried to read info about the subject and didnt get any answer, only articles mentioning "THE FUTURE IS MASKED" and shit like this. After all this progress, all this struggle, and finally starting to reap my fruits (my nightlife attention before the lockdown was kinda crazy in this regard) now the universe straps a mask on my face so every sign of my hard successful work is absolutely negated as every sharp aspect of a face gets covered with the fucking mask. All the while its summer and all the fucking gymbulk bloated rats get to show off their big bodies while also getting to cover their moonfaces in a now socially acceptable way while I have to wear revealing clothing not being able to even cover my frame on top of that. I have to go on the streets both without being able to hide my flaws and having to furcefully hide my good things. I am triggered and livid at this shit, seriously. All these years and for such a short lived happiness. It feels like a fucking cosmic bad joke or something. I am now back at dreading going outside and even more at getting near other guys. I'm back at not walking straight and proud because the only thing I had is gone now covered with a mask and now the first thing that grabs attention is the body. I know eye area is still visible and mine is more striking than the majority of guys out there despite non light eyes and round lower eyelids, but still its not nearly the same. You need the whole lean face for eye area to matter.
Just venting, Fuck this. Fuck this so much. Thing that fucks me in the head the most is that while we had set dates since almost the beggining for when other things would start being normal again, there is not any info on when having to wear masks will end, so not any date in sight to look forward to.
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