- Reaction score
- 620
I feel so out of control of my own body. The gym is the only place I feel like I have some control over it. I've upped my sets to 4 from 3 on each exercise. I'm running and doing elliptical more, more miles and longer sprints. I'm spending close to 2 hours per workout not counting biking up and back and it's not enough, I want more. When I leave and come home, I have to look at my shitty hair and I feel out of control again. The gym is the last and only joy in my life. Nothing else brings me happiness. When I get home, I wish I could go back. I wish I could stay there and never leave. I hate everything else in my life. I hate my isolation, I hate how I can't stop thinking of my hairloss, I hate the feeling of constant hopelessness. I hate it all. The gym is the only place I feel like my life has any purpose. There can't be any god, and if there is then f*** it. I can't believe someone would cause this much misery and anguish. I wish I had never been born. f*** it for even creating me.No one deserves this f*****g hell. I don't know how I can go on