Word to Jake and JT.
I've had enough of this pvssy sissy talk about things like size holding people back from meeting women. I've replied to several people regarding this but never gave any background on myself. Now I will and hopefully people will see how stupid their excuses are.
I, myself, am 5'7 and about 133pnds, and that weight is only because a VERY DETERMINED effort on my part. I was 5'7 and 98 pounds in my senior year of high school. I have the thinnest bone structure you've ever seen on a full grown man. I mean that literally. I will not hesitate to put any amount of money on it. In fact, take away my clothes and body language...if you were to see me you would think I was in junior high. Naked, I have the body of a 12 year old. Really. I got taller as I got older but my bones stopped getting thicker when I was around 7th grade. I used to be obsessed about gaining weight. I learned everything I possibly could about how the body worked in order to find a way to gain weight. Scoured libraries, health clinics, and biology centers. Read every single book I came across. Tried every hard gainer scam I could find. I talked to nutrionists, bioligists, new age healers, teachers, personal trainers...you name it, I sought it/them out for information and soaked it up like a sponge. Needless to say I aced my biology class in high school and know more about how the body works, how it responds to stimulus, how to gain or lose weight, than every personal trainer I've come across. Though I rarely give advice on it because by the looks of me you'd think I've never lifted a weight in my life. It took years to figure out the problem was my bone structure. Doctors would always tell me to eat more, which showed how little they understood what was going on with my body.
Obviously, this was something I struggled with throughout my life and until a couple years ago, I was extremely self-conscious. I would wear a thick jacket even during the hottest days of summer. We once visited mexico in the summer and I wore a long sleeve flannel shirt and huge jacket the whole time. I didn't learn to swim until high school because I was ashamed to get into the swimming pool and have others see my body. Only reason I finally learned was because we had swimming for PE and I didn't want to be the dork who couldn't swim. I wore a tshirt and the longest shorts possible into the pool. Because I never went in the sun I was very pale, and still am.
My mother was a big partier. She partied, in EVERY sense of the word (smoking, drinking, hard core drugs, etc.), when she was pregnant with me. She had me she was 15. I don't want to bring any possible bad memories to my mother so I don't bring it up but it's apparent I am the size I am because her decision to party while pregnant with me. It's a miracle my size was the only problem I've had, though in the back of my mind I sometimes wonder it there are other things I don't know about just yet. Like maybe I have a messed up heart and will end up dying of heart faliure in my mid-thirties...all kinds of possibilities. My mother was fvcked up and addicted to almost everything you could think of. She finally entered rehab in my sophmore year of HS. I believe what pushed her to finally do it was that that year her mother died of a heroine overdose, days after her stepfather also died of a heroine OD, which was just months before her real father died of liver and kidney failure due to drinking alcohol like a fish for 50 years. So she went to rehabd and it's all good now. But things were fvcked for a long time. My younger brother came out with a regular bone structure which I envied, and still somewhat do. My ex girlfriend once made the comment that I have "Chanry arms". Chanry is my 6 year old sister. And yes, my forearms and wrist are the same size as hers. No exaggeration.
I'm sure you can understand just how fvcked in the head I was because of all this.
But I've learned the hard way. I've grown mentally and spiritually. You could say I've learned by trials of fire, always being the smallest guy around. Survival of the fittest, and I won't allow myself to die off. I thrive and prosper because I made up my mind to. You need to do the same.
A lot of guys on this site whine and complain about their size, or their race, or whatever trivial thing they think is holding them back from getting women. Please, stop acting like b!tches, grab your balls, and stop focusing on the negatives. Think about the positives. Model yourself after people who have what you want, who are the type of people you would like to become. Don't stop till you get there. You are more than your physical body. I once heard the following quote and I completely believe it to be true: "We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience." Expand your mind, dude, and set your soul free.
I no longer worry about my size. Now I wear fitted clothes and you can see just how thin I am, no reason to hide it. Short sleeves, tank tops, getting naked at the beach. What the fvck ever. These days I get attractive women a plenty. Women who would universally be rated at 8+. In fact, one just left my house 5 minutes before I wrote this. It was our second date. We fvcked twice tonight and it was great.
When you believe you're capable of anything, your belief becomes reality.
Now that I've written a damn novel, hopefully I've inspired you, and others who read this, to stop focusing on the negatives in your lives. If I can do it, with all the setbacks I had from the get-go, you and anyone else in the world can do it. There are people who are 10x worse off than myself and have achieved their dreams.
Grab your balls, stop being a pvssy who makes excsuses, and do what you gotta do!
-Soma
