well fit. I've posted here about this before, but I've decided to say goodbye one last time and tell my story. This place meant a lot to me. if you don't want to read my blog post no hard feelings. this is mostly for me anyways
>grow up in a rural small town in the Midwest
>be lanky uncoordinated loser all childhood.
>grew up with a toxic family and was constantly bullied from peers because I was hard of hearing which left me socially unadjusted
>nothing but fights and hazing at school, then I come home and sit in front of the t.v playing the same old vidya or wander aimlessly outside.
>repeat Ad nauseam
>eventually got my hearing fixed with tubes in my ears
>discover the barbell and music at 14
>dedicate all my time to fitness and art. even though I was an outcast but i kept my head down and focused on a my passions
>grow into a broad shoulder 6ft 1 200lb fitizen
>I had no friends. everbody hated me at school and everyone hated me at home I just lifted and studied my feels away. I used to think even though things are a little rough I can still use this time to improve myself as an investment to the future
>even though my highschool football and wrestling career was ended by a devastating acl injury my freshman and senior year, my passion for fitness was ignited. I took up jiu jitsu and kept hitting the weights after highschool
> eventually, after a gap year of saving up for a car so I could commute to college I enrolled as a premed major. during this year i kept on lifting and training and made a qt track star gf. We eventually went our seperate ways after being offered a full ride to a D1 school out of state.
>everything was great, I was playing in a jazz combo, I was studying science, and I was lifting at the college gym
>I made a lot of new friends, had a new girlfriend ect