Let me start this by saying i don’t know what I expect by posting this. Or even what I want. I just don’t have any other resources to discuss this.
My wife asked me to sit down today and proceeded to ask me to stop “getting bigger.” After discussion, it seems she couldn’t decide whether she doesn’t like the drugs, doesn’t like me being big, or both.
I’m struggling with this in a huge way. Two actually.
1. I’ve done everything possible to keep bodybuilding from impacting my family. I make good money. I bought us a house. She drives a Range. My son doesn’t want for anything. I spend time at home. I go out with them, my family, her family, whenever asked. I’m not that cunt toting a meal bag to restaurants all year. My health is in check. Etc.
2. I’ve been an athlete all my life. The other endeavors fell by the wayside. Bodybuilding has become the replacement and by the candid conversations i have with people more accomplished than me, it is a definite possibility that I can go pro. It’s more than just a hobby. It’s practically become my identity once you subtract my son and my wife.
I don’t know how to feel. Angry. Betrayed. Upset. Saddened. Guilty. All I know is I’ve never placed arbitrary constraints on her or asked her to stop being her or doing what she enjoys.
I got a little animated during the discussion. Did my best to back down and try and communicate my belief that this is kind of my calling.
Just scattered. I understand most guys here won’t truly understand bodybuilding. I know we all juice, but this lifestyle isn’t easily understood if you haven’t been in it. I understand that.
Maybe I’ll be able to better formulate my thoughts as this drags on...I don’t know. Just know this would’ve been like being asked to quit chasing a state title in higschool, quit chasing my engineering degree in college, etc.
My wife asked me to sit down today and proceeded to ask me to stop “getting bigger.” After discussion, it seems she couldn’t decide whether she doesn’t like the drugs, doesn’t like me being big, or both.
I’m struggling with this in a huge way. Two actually.
1. I’ve done everything possible to keep bodybuilding from impacting my family. I make good money. I bought us a house. She drives a Range. My son doesn’t want for anything. I spend time at home. I go out with them, my family, her family, whenever asked. I’m not that cunt toting a meal bag to restaurants all year. My health is in check. Etc.
2. I’ve been an athlete all my life. The other endeavors fell by the wayside. Bodybuilding has become the replacement and by the candid conversations i have with people more accomplished than me, it is a definite possibility that I can go pro. It’s more than just a hobby. It’s practically become my identity once you subtract my son and my wife.
I don’t know how to feel. Angry. Betrayed. Upset. Saddened. Guilty. All I know is I’ve never placed arbitrary constraints on her or asked her to stop being her or doing what she enjoys.
I got a little animated during the discussion. Did my best to back down and try and communicate my belief that this is kind of my calling.
Just scattered. I understand most guys here won’t truly understand bodybuilding. I know we all juice, but this lifestyle isn’t easily understood if you haven’t been in it. I understand that.
Maybe I’ll be able to better formulate my thoughts as this drags on...I don’t know. Just know this would’ve been like being asked to quit chasing a state title in higschool, quit chasing my engineering degree in college, etc.
