Probably not the best idea to start my first steroid cycle while my girlfriend was pregnant and approaching her due date.
I could blame it on the stress and fear of becoming a young father… but that’s only part of the truth. The deeper truth was my powerlessness to stop once I started — and the obsession, the faith, that drugs could give me the “ideal state” I was searching for.
But it was never just about the drugs. It was about my mental state — the belief that no matter what I did, I could not stop ruminating, thinking, calculating.. There was no escape from myself.
I couldn’t stand living with me, so I thought getting bigger and more muscular would bring me peace. Instead, it did the opposite — for me, and for the people I love.