People have asking me lately why I go to the gym so much. Even my family is starting to see it as an obsession. I always say because “I’m close to my dream body”. When in reality along the way to me achieving my “dream body” I lost direction to my goal and now I don’t do it to look better. I do it to keep me afloat. There’s so many anxieties taking over me. It has been the only thing that not only makes me feel at peace and makes me forget all my worries for a couple of hours but it has also been the only thing to keep me from seriously just going over the edge. I go to the gym and come out so tired so I sleep, that way I have no time to over think.
I’m in a really dark place in life right now.