Anyone remember depressing weak moments from your childhood that motivate you to try harder?
>be me
>flashback to when I was 9
>one day I was at the playground
>I wanna try grabbing onto the monkeybars
>I come up, first bar
>I couldn't move
>my arms could not imagine the action of holding onto the bar and moving
>my hands were in pain, my arms felt like they were gonna snap off
>I had to get my mother to help me down
This memory haunts me, knowing that when I was a young kid I had practically zero physical activity. My family frowned down physical activity, with stereotypes about meatheads and "concerns" over injury, I would feel sore just by running the previous day. I was left a weak, pudgy shit.
This is why you rebel, sometimes the people around you won't understand the right thing.
HE'S GONNA TAKE YOU BACK TO THE PAST!
Sounds like your parents are to blame
As long as you're Yas Forums now you're good
>he’s gonna take you back to the past
You’re a manlet and I cucked your bitch ass :)
I'm getting there!
HE'D RATHER HAVE
TO MAKE SOME SHITTY GAINS THAT SUCK ASS
my dad got drunk and hit me a lot when I was younger. Not like savagely beat me or anything, but he would just punch me in the gut and face and put me in a headlock and say "you cant do anything". So I started lifting and I got pretty big by 18 and he stopped
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A NATTY BRO
God i wish i could relive memories/have flashbacks.
Y'all imagination fags have it so good. Aphantasia fucking sucks.
>Be me
>Girl tackles me from behind
>She is on top of me
>I'm not strong enough to get up
>Friend has to save me... Twice
>Mfw
She had a crush on me until the end of 8th grade her milkies were uge
Did you smash?
>be me
>Just lifted so shakey
>I'm in the cafeteria leaned over in a weird position
>Crush leans on my back
>Says i'm shaking and weak and need to workout
>Shit pisses me off i make srs gainz that month
>I still hate her for that
>Mfw
Would i be here at 3am if i did hun?
Haha, yeah, I've only had those moments in my childhood too.
My father forced me to bring wood and do other heavy chores from age of 5 onwards basically everyday but I could only deadlift 405 for 5 before gym closed.
Here are some of my embarrassing moments, they haunt me every day
>Step on the scales as a 17 year old 5'10 kid
>scale reads 52kg
>mfw
I also remember being able to do an ok sign around my bicep
>2001, in 3rd grade
>Locks and keys just swapped on house
>Can't turn the lock
>Mom takes the key from me
>"What, you're not strong enough to do this?"
>2009, 17 years old
>First day of swim team
>Never took swim lessons before
>Make it 20 minutes into practice
>Can't keep up, push myself too hard
>Get out of pool and vomits into the trash can on the pool deck
Fuck I don't like remembering how pathetic I used to be
>In middle school, ages 12-13
>Be me, book smart but scrawny as fuck
>Picked on by more athletic kids
>Almost fight back, but stop because I knew I was weak and I would give them what they wanted
>Too scared to tell a teacher I got along with well, who just so happened to be their coach who wouldn't have tolerated their bullshit
>Did nothing in the end, they got away scot-free
When I sometimes need the extra push to finish a rep, this gives me everything I need to finish it and put in another set while I'm at it.
Oh shit dude, I'm 5'7 and 60kg and people think I'm rather skinny
Same here, ain't it funny how they stop as soon as you grow taller and bigger than them. fuck i gotta do some pushups
Yeah it was fucked man. I made it to 72 kilos now and I still have abs thankfully.
Not just moments from my childhood, but recent events as well
>be me
>new year's eve months ago
>we're all at my friend's dad's beach house
>along with her college roommates and some of my other friends
>recently opened up to my friends that I was having problems with depression
>one of those friends, whenever he's in social settings, is super fucking toxic
>can be a complete dick to us, but he mostly targets me
>just his way of being funny, he isn't being serious but sometimes it feels like he is
>can't remember what happened, but he brought up that I was depressed in front of everyone
>some people go quiet
>can't even fucking believe he said it
>I want to throw him through a fucking wall
>visibly angry so I awkwardly laugh and turn away from the big table everyone is at to hide it and sit at the counter with my friend, her dad, and her dad's girlfriend
>try really hard to put a smile on my face
>relationships are brought up
>the dad's girlfriend decides to open her hole and talk
>"Well Josh you have a wonderful girlfriend, so do you Tim, ya da ya da"
>"But user, looks like you haven't found your love yet"
>what the fuck
>whole place goes quiet
>she's right, been single all my life, still a virgin
>"yeah just haven't found the right one I suppose"
>in reality I'm overweight, a college dropout who delivers pizza, and lives a somewhat boring life
>no girl wants someone like that
>night goes on and we decide to leave to go back to my friend's house for the ball drop
>we all get a group photo together, but it physically hurts to smile
>so much anger
New Year's Eve 2019 was the worst fucking day of my entire life. Not kidding. Never been that embarrassed and ashamed with myself. It's ingrained in my memory and I always think about it. I just use that anger to fuel my desire to get a sick body, build my freelancing business, and overall have a better life.
I will show all those people that night how much I've changed this New Year's Eve.
I killed man 8 years ago, I had to do it and I don’t regret it. I left my job and lost all my motivation to be healthy, I became an insomniac and couldn’t sleep for the next 6 months. I went from 220 pounds back to 180 and did drugs all day. Things are getting better now but when I think about what happened I get severe panic attacks, it’s the same when I see things that remind me and it will ruin my day.
TAKE KAMEHAMA CUMSHOT IN HIS EAR
lmao my uncle was a bodybuilder (steroid user) and my father made me ride my bike all day and play football, when I was 14 he even made me build muscle, im sorry about you fatherlets
There's been a few but one that stuck with me
>Eating lunch with friend (not that many years ago)
>We give each other shit all the time, but its just banter m8
>He takes a knife up to my upper arm/bicep
>"user, the knife is literally the same size as your arm"
>Hahaha right
>Come home that day
>Put knife up to arm
>Its as thin as the fucking knife
Haunts me
what happened next
cringe if cop, based if not
He'd rather eat a fattys ass hole
Drove back to my friend's house. Texted my toxic friend afterwards and he apologized, said he went too far. Then we all got drunk and I felt a little better.
What happened? Why did you havr to? How did you get away with it?
>be me
>16
>gf, 15 tells me she was raped
>"rapist" was the guy, 21 she started talking to a few weeks earlier
>i told her several times that this will not end good
>fast forward a few weeks
>we got over it
>she invites me to her town (ldr) but I can only stay til evening, something about her parents
>we kiss goodbye in the town park and I go away
>a few hundred meters away i turn around
>she sits on a fucking bench right next to the rapist guy
>run back, curse them both out
>want to kill this fucker, but I realize I'm a weakling
>spit on her instead and go home
>decide to never be nice again
At least you learned a very valuable lesson. Never trust what a female says. Keep these hoes below you have fun, but fuck these hoes
I was working as a police officer (general duty), the situation happened too quickly. It would be irresponsible for me to share too much here, but the man was mentally unwell, I spoke with the man from inside his house he was making threats, going mental essentially. His daughter opened the front door, in a few seconds the man came turned a corner, he had a rifle, and he walked out to me with it drawn. I can remember every single detail in that moment, I did what I had to do and all my colleagues told me I did the exact right thing. Although i'm tortured with this memory every day.
Also This did not happen in America, seeing a suspect with a pistol drawn in my country is an extreme situation.
>with a pistol draw
Meant to say, 'with a firearm drawn'
Hey man I get it. Why does it bother you though? There's a lot of idiots in America that don't understand the pressure and situations cops are in. For example the outrage over mike brown i believe his name was a 16 year old black male that approached an officer and refused to stop. Thing is he was 6'3 well over 200 pounds and just robbed a convenience store. In that situation I'd shoot the fuck out of him and I'm colored myself. So why feel bad? Isn't it better you survived
I was delusional for years about my body, after a lot of female rejection somehow the spell got broken when I was 16 or 17, I looked at the mirror and my arms were skinny as fuck but my gut was ducking huge, started dieting and working out then
what a dumb fucking question. Because he was a father, a son, an uncle, a husband. He had a funeral where I assume his family and friends told stories of him being a good bloke.
Of course it is better I survive, that's why I shot him but you do not understand the feeling of taking someone's life; it's not something I wanted or ever thought I'd have to do. You don't know what it's like to be interviewed about your conduct for 20 hours straight directly afterwards, having every action you made cross examined and scrutinised. I know what I did was necessary but I can never completely assure myself that it was.
This was two years ago
>QT asian girl in uni class
>we're talking, she's giving me compliments, I actually consider myself a good looking guy
>she points at my stomach and says "too much beer"
>fucking chinese and their directness
>sticks with me for weeks
>finally work up courage to go to the gym
Two years later and looking back at pictures of myself I have no idea why I had such a positive view of myself. Face was ok but I was a dyel skinnyfat. In a way that shame was exactly what I needed
>be young 8 yr old me
>skinny cunt
>everybody looked at me like i was alien
>damn user you are so skinny
>user do you eat?
>user i see your chest ribs you need to eat hahaha
>Me coming crying to my parents:But why they think its funny because im skinny
>My female friend from eightgrade: look at those skinny hands you are so fucking thin
Yeah i have the best physique now and they are weak skinny fat sad cunts :D
>be me
>gym class,everybody is making push ups
>i wasnt strong enough to do them
>it lookes like i was fucking the ground
>everybody laughs at me
I can't imagine how a parent could treat their children like that. I'll probably be too soft on my children because I want them to be happy at home and feel loved.
You don't need a degree to get a better job than delivering pizza. And don't tell people you're depressed. Everyone has depression issues. Ask yourself this, would you be interested in a girl who was moping and said she was depressed? Getting swole will improve your confidence and you can turn into a fun guy in social situations. And if someone like your "friend" talks shit, then humiliate them right back by pointing out an obvious flaw they have. But be careful because most douchy guys will immediately try to start a fight at that point.
Good work lad, you have self respect. Imaging being the kind of guy that hangs around and beta orbits a whore like that.
Gooks will let you have it man. I got shamed by a bunch of Japanese girls for having holes in my socks. user are you poor? Why are there holes in your socks?
>I-I could buy more, I just want to get my money's worth that's all!
we ride together on this journey, till the end friend. Godspeed to you and fuck that toxic bastard, cut him off your life
>HS graduation party
>had sex with gf
>drinking outside in the car talking with friends
>great night so far
>dumb ass friend throws a soda can at one of the girl's car as she's leaving
>turns out it wasn't the girl
>some nasty looking 50 year old dude with a beard gets out
>hit the door lock button on the car
>driver's side door lock is broken
>he opens the door and starts cussing me out and puches me in the face twice
>I do nothing to defend myself and piss my pants
>luckily he doesn't have bloodlust and drives away
>sit in the car with my two friends trying to process what happened
>didn't realize I pissed myself
>go inside to the party
>face is swelling up
>entire class and gf gets to see me with piss pants and a ruptured blood vessel in my eye
>a couple parents that didn't like me openly mock me in front of everyone
>basically saying I got what I deserved
>leave the party
>felt so ashamed of myself that I didn't talk to my gf for two weeks
>when we do talk again she breaks up with me for ignoring her for so long
That was over 10 years ago but it still haunts me and remembering that bearded guy's face and the dumb shit friend that got me punched out gives me tard strength during lifts. I still need to learn how to fight though. I have a hangup about dating women and haven't dated since then because if I can't defend us in a fight the how could she possible respect me.
KING, if this never happened to you, you would have never gone down this path of strength. It's a blessing in disguise. Keep lifting brah ypure going to make it
You already know the issue yet its been 10 years and you haven't addressed it?
IF YOU KNOW WHAT YOU NEED TO DO THEN DO IT
Learn how to defend yourself, the only person making you a cuck is you
Imagine being this unfunny and frankly dumb. Yikes
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idk if this counts and it's also not from my childhood but i'll tell the story anyways
>be me
>jaded cunt
>abusive childhood with complicated relation to family
>the usual stuff
>after university waiting at the train station for my ride
>meet qtpie from my former highschool
>never had interacted much with people at this point, even less with girls
>both have same destination
>talk with her, actually hit it of extremely well
>cue in amazing train ride, with random strangers joining in because we all had built up such a good mood
>never interacted so well with strangers in my whole life
>completely new experience
>arrive at our destination, say goodbye to strangers and jump off the train
>she tells we need to hurry because she must go to her date asap
>my retarded ass says: "well okay, go and hurry up without me."
>she nods and runs away
>overwhelmed with the experience i made on that train ride, i walk out of the train station
>look and see her waiting for me
>i stand there confused
>she runs up to me, hugs me tight and tells me she's really going to brazil and maybe won't come back
>(she mentioned on the train, but i thought it was a joke)
>she let's go of me and storms into to night, before i can say something
>walk home silent and don't talk with anyone the rest of the day
Never was i more ashamed of myself than that night. All those years neglecting any human relationships because i thought of myself not capable of it. All the people who tried their heart out to be my friend, were ignored for i've seen them as useless and untrustworthy.
Don't get me wrong i don't love her or see her as a friend and yes i know that train ride was nothing special to her, but i'm grateful to her and the random strangers on the train, because they showed me that atleast some will care, even if they are random people i met on a train ride. Opened myself more to other people after that train ride and have now my 6 best bros i could ever wished for.
Thank you, wherever you are now
pretty wholesome, user. thanks for the blog post :)
>bring
Oh shit and you were only five putting up that kind of wait? Impressive
>be me
>10 years old
>parents put me in shitty karate class
>to teach me discipline or some shit
>have fun for a couple weeks
>and then it happened
>had to spar with a girl
>told to never hit a girl because they were weaker
>freeze because autism
>she kicks me to the ground
>cry
>never go back to karate
>mfw so humiliated
This whole thing inspired me to start using weights and eventually going to the gym to get Yas Forums. This still haunts me to this day.
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>Be me in 4th grade gym class
>Olympic sport themed games
>long jump station
>One by one we jump as the class watches
>My turn
>I have a poor run up and do this stupid stutterstep so I can jump off with my right foot
>Form, takeoff, and overall technique are shit
>Fly absolutely nowhere
>Had the shortest jump in the class
>Second shortest distance was high-functioning retard who went to sped class for half the day
>I only made it like three feet, three of those square tiles
>Everyone sniggers
I would've blown that tard-who-smelled-of-poo out of the water if they would've let me jump again
>Was small and weak
>Bad stuff that happens to literally every kid happened
>Decided to be a bitch about it for rest of life
Waaaaaaaaah
Is the guy even older? Beat the shit out of him now, it'll be easier
>be me, skinny faggot and a comp sci major
>grew up without a father since he died I was 4
>everyone in my family thinks I can't handle manly stuff because I'm not confident and strong enough
>they say I should stick with computers only
>mates in uni richer than me
>they're all ugly but are confident because they grew up having their parents provide them anything they needed
>never had a girlfriend partly because i didn't try and I seem boring
>girls say "user why are you so shy?", " you don't talk much"
Have been lifting for six months now I think I'm slightly more confident now. Want to gain confidence in myself and show those fuckers that I can be a chad.