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Feeshtu
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It became such a burden.
Maybe, I had just grown too old, been broken down too much.
Obsessed with what I looked like, though it never mattered because I never looked good enough.
All that time wasted.
Rest and sleep.
Time to relax.
The gym had become my prison.
Locking me away in the dungeon of endless pursuit of the unattainable.
The most free I have ever felt, is when I let go of my own ego.
Such a heavy weight to carry.
I no longer had to be a good runner.
I no longer had to be strong or muscular.
The mirror is an instrument of the demon of ego.
Sometimes the muscles we see are really chains binding us.
Maybe, I had just grown too old, been broken down too much.
Obsessed with what I looked like, though it never mattered because I never looked good enough.
All that time wasted.
Rest and sleep.
Time to relax.
The gym had become my prison.
Locking me away in the dungeon of endless pursuit of the unattainable.
The most free I have ever felt, is when I let go of my own ego.
Such a heavy weight to carry.
I no longer had to be a good runner.
I no longer had to be strong or muscular.
The mirror is an instrument of the demon of ego.
Sometimes the muscles we see are really chains binding us.





