I hate being big sometimes

[Dont@Me]

I'm not even bragging, but I've been lifting for 15 years and am tired of the attention I get from people (especially non-lifters).
The last thing I ever want to do is even talk about lifting at all at this point and it is my PERSONAL escape, but when I try to go out and have fun, I get random douchebags asking me what sports I play, what do I eat, and even what steroids I take. When I tell them that I don't take steroids, they get all "WHAT?!" and wide eyed and shyt and I'm just done with them.

At this point, I'm just going to always say, "I don't feel like talking about it" whenever the sports/lifting questions get asked. I used to troll and tell them I was in an NFL team or something, but I'm genuinely tired of it now. I wanna stab someone's face for asking these questions now.


Edit- please delete this thread. After reading through some of these threads, I realize that this is not the best place to be posting this

 

[Monsanto]

Need to put some headphones on and keep it pushing.

 

[Koba St]

You should probably slim down and get that lean athletic look instead of that bulky muscular look.

 

[Gil Scott-Heroin]

You don't really hate it.

 

[idonttouchgrass]

how tall are you, and how much do you weigh? also bf% estimate?

 

[Diondon]

It comes with the life. Somebody always got a comment to make.

 

[CarbonBraddock]

i'm sick of these threads with fakkits crying who then post five minutes later talkin bout 'please delete the thread.' grow a pair you fukking p*ssy. negged.

 

[Shadow King]

This is a 160-pound breh speaking.

No you don't

 

[BaxGawthem]

word and fly clothes lowkey dont even fit anymore

 

[chargers31]

Always getting asked do you/ why aren’t you playing football.

 

[Killigraphy]

It goes get annoying, being Hawaiian, I have long hair and work out all the time.....but "hey big guy" has become the male equivalent of "You're pretty/beautiful". At some point its gets beyond annoying. Yes I get it, I'm big...thank you cpt Obvious, so instead of sparking some conversation, you went for the easy civility and stare blankly, like a fukking deer heading to Doe Heaven after staring at some headlights.