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3850 calories
Between the elderly you mentioned or the employees?to fistfights in the parking lot
That's one hell of a DIRTY dirty bulk.Bulking fucking sucks, its so hard to gain weight; I ate
3 microwaveable burritos (310 each -> 930 calories)
microwavable general tso's (450 calories)
Ice cream (700 calories)
32oz milk (552 calories)
and a McDonalds Double Quarter Pounder w/ 10 chicky nuggies. (1200~ calories)
I've done grueling cuts before, ~22kg/48 freedom pounds in ~2 1/2 months on 1.400kcal/day 4/18 IF (obviously not meeting my macros but i just wanted the weight gone as fast as possible, so no cheat days either) being my "best" and bulking was heaven in comparison. After the first month i pretty much thought about nothing but food all day and my mood was in the shitter, my girlfriend started to call me "the diva" in that time because i was always bitchy. Never looked better than at that time but i won't ever go below 70kg again, just around 80kg is perfect these days. Sitting at around 90kg now because i'm a slob and haven't been using hard drugs as much lately.I'll just starve myself harder on the cut, hope thats not worse compared to the bulk
Obligatory "Don't do it". I know it doesn't help much but remember this shit will also pass. A thing i have to tell myself more often than i would like to these days.what a wonderful thing to wake up to
he clearly still loves his ex
jumping immediately to make plans to meet him
why not just be honest
2025 new year
im making a date again and im going to off myself for real this time
no fucking soul on this planet truly wants me here or loves me
and im the dumbest fool still putting hope in him
i need to see my reality for what it is
theres no place for me
i keep myself alive for hopes and dreams to come true, i can hold on to them very well even if they hurt me and demand from me
yet what do they show me?
that everyone else is more worth
and i get it
then we will never meet
i really get it
its what i have to do
From the posts I've seen you make you seem a real sweetheart. I'm pretty warm blooded myself.what a wonderful thing to wake up to
he clearly still loves his ex
jumping immediately to make plans to meet him
why not just be honest
2025 new year
im making a date again and im going to off myself for real this time
no fucking soul on this planet truly wants me here or loves me
and im the dumbest fool still putting hope in him
i need to see my reality for what it is
theres no place for me
i keep myself alive for hopes and dreams to come true, i can hold on to them very well even if they hurt me and demand from me
yet what do they show me?
that everyone else is more worth
and i get it
then we will never meet
i really get it
its what i have to do
My brother in Christ, the sodium and all the hyper processed crap is gonna make you sick, and like you've discovered, it's not easy to even hit your protein goals like that.... You're eating so many hyperprocessed carbs just for the calories, and then drinking on top??? Eat WALNUTS. Here is about 1,000 kcal of mixed nuts: 39g protein (14%.) You can crush unsalted nuts like this up, add them to a big bowl of honey nut cheerios and milk, and make it 1500cal and like 45g protein, ez.all for a total of 3850 calories, and I just finished all of this at 11 PM. I'm supposed to only eat 2840 but I didn't hit my protein needed and it all went to shit
I hate this feeling so damn much. You have too much shit to do, but not enough hours in the day or fucks to give to do it.Calling it "trippy" is an understatement. I don't feel great. Brain is a mess, suddenly wiping the table is too much work, can't focus, irritable,unorganized, overwhelmed and tired.
Not to mention no energy but your brain is still working on overdrive. I did get the meds today eventually tho so that's nice.I hate this feeling so damn much. You have too much shit to do, but not enough hours in the day or fucks to give to do it.
I will admit, I was diagnosed last year and began the meds around that time. It's been a tremendous help but being without the meds for a day is rather scary considering the contrast. Not a nice juxtaposition between medicated and unmedicated.How many of the ADHD over-diagnoses became self-fulfilling prophecies? We were told it's like wearing glasses to see, but now we're dependent on it. We canot function without the chemical handcuffs we've been microdosed on since childhood.
Doing things in moderation is the key. Don't hurt yourself, be well.
That's one hell of a DIRTY dirty bulk.
My brother in Christ,
So, how much time did you spend on the shitter today?I just woke up and I regret everything... probably should just get over the protein powder and just drink that everyday. Kinda got tired of cooking and it came to that.
I swear i don't want to sound like an asshole but i never expected the stuff under the spoiler coming from you, just going by reading other posts from you in this thread and elsewhere on the forum.I heap heavy burdens upon myself that nobody actually expects of me.Burnt out.
Loneliness hurts, but I don't wanna be more outgoing. I don't know how or where to start to change that. The more I try expand my horizons and fit in, the more I feel like an outsider. The more I try to give a shit about other people, the more I realize I don't give a shit about them or their lives.
I feel too painfully average and boring to deserve caring about. I wish someone would care, but don't want to ask or be open with other people. I have people in my life who'd be glad to talk it out, but don't want to burden them with my problems. I feel obligated to solve other people's problems, even when they say I don't have to.
I feel busy, but never fulfilled. Like I'm obligated to waste my time on shit that doesn't ultimately matter.
I hate this feeling so damn much. You have too much shit to do, but not enough hours in the day or fucks to give to do it.
How many of the ADHD over-diagnoses became self-fulfilling prophecies? We were told it's like wearing glasses to see, but now we're dependent on it. We cannot function without the chemical handcuffs we've been microdosed on since childhood.
No offense taken.I swear i don't want to sound like an asshole
There are maybe a half-dozen people IRL I can be my true self with. Even with them, I hide my power level.but i never expected the stuff under the spoiler coming from you, just going by reading other posts from you in this thread and elsewhere on the forum.
Not significantly more for me either but i know exactly what you mean.There are maybe a half-dozen people IRL I can be my true self with. Even with them, I hide my power level.
Double true for that, apart from money issues.The problem is largely self-imposed.
I think part of the reason I hold back is because I don't wanna sperg out and say or do something I'll regret. Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than open your mouth and remove all doubt.Not significantly more for me either but i know exactly what you mean.
Double true for that, apart from money issues.
It's because everyone leaves, there's no time for the memories you want, and nothing works.Less trick or treaters every year. People are growing old but no one is getting married and starting families. The homes in my neighbor hood look shabby. Peeling paint, weedy lawns, rusting cars. You put on a smile and try to make small talk when you go out to run errands, but all you see is tired darting eyes on figures hunched over under the weight of their own thoughts.
Young men and women, just stepping into adulthood, barely seem to have a fraction of the spark of life befitting their age. There is no casual high spirited bravado in the men. No confidence in the strength and vitality of youth. There is no capricious joy in the women, haughtily proud in the pinacle of their vibrant beauty. Just a generation of tired, sullen, too old souls with a vague and undefinable sense that something is wrong and they have been dealt a bad hand.
and always there are the boomers.
Ignoring everything around themselves, wrapped up in their own internal world. Loud, bragadocious, and blind to their own age and infirmament. The winners, the go getters, the ones who earned what they have with a firm handshake and hardwork. If the younger generations just tried a little more they could have it all too! I am certain that asking to speak with the manager so you can complain about how slowly the bagger at the grocery store was working will give her the motivation she needs to pull herself up by her bootstraps. It's not like you notice the bags under her eyes. It's not like you notice how worn out her shoes are. It's not like the five minutes you are going to spend holding up the line will get back the thirty seconds you lost because she wasn't bagging your groceries fast enough for you. It's about sending a message. After all you are sixty years young, you still got it!
But most importantly you are in charge, and can't ever let anyone forget that.
Invest in cocoa butter to avoid stretch marks and don't overexert yourself if you're doing weightlifting or any kind of hard physical activity. The nausea will come and go just from the hormonal changes and your body making room for the bab. Other than that just listen to your body and congrats!So we just found our I'm pregnant with our first kid. 7 weeks right now but gotta wait till week 9 for the first Obgyn appointment
Any Kiwis who have good advice for surviving 1st trimester? I've managed to avoid the morning sickness bar a few days in Week 5 so far