Fucking figures...
So anyway I lost .5 and I just don’t know why…
I go back in mind over and over and it makes no sense at all.
I’ve been doing whats been working and going slow…I speed up or slow down any detail of my routine and the results have been the same. My dick actually goes inside out when I’m really nervous…wtf?
So not only do I feel less than human, I feel lower than some other specie’s…its stupid I guess but it won’t leave me head. I spent the last hour throwing shit around the house making a complete mess of everything and contemplating suicide. It just isn’t a joke anymore, I can’t ridicule myself about it anymore….
I remember when I was like 15 and puberty had pretty much finished and it was so little…but it didn’t matter to me. It wasn’t a big deal, I was happy with life, enjoying it. I was able to drive a car well. Now when I go my dick turtles up into nothingness and I cannot focus and end up in an accident.
anyways I..
Stretch for 20
Jelq for 30
I’ve worked up to this…
How does shit happen like this? My brother is like twice my size and is a foot shorter than me.
I’m 6’2, 240lbs…and a 5.25-5.50inch dick by 4.25G. I’m certain its not over-training…and I know a decon break will only shorten my dick even more. I have no money for hangers or stretchers and no resources in which to build them. I’m stuck…and fed up with all of it. Everyone here has made excellent progress and for a while I thought I did too. I can’t even look down at it anymore because I know I’ll get more pissed. I guess there’s pretty much nothing I can do for now but take like 6 months off or something and try again…but it’s not going to happen that way. Its just too much and most of you probably won’t get it because at this point I don’t want to live anymore. I’m just going over in my mind, trying to grasp the concept of me lying on the floor by the end of the night-not being able to ever get back up. I can’t take it. I removed my wrap…sort of just throwing in the PE towel I guess. I’m ready to cut this shit off and am not playing, I was staring at a pair of scissors a min ago and it became more than an entertaining idea.
I don’t really expect sympathy or whatever, because that usually never helps me. The point to this I guess is to demonstrate how powerful this sort of thing can be. I mean if i woke up tomorrow with an .25 more or something I would be cured completely…it has the power to heal as much as destroy. I just want to pass on my genes in a way that would be normal and nothing less. But fuck it, it fucking figures.
Started - 5.75BPEL, WAS - 6.75BPEL
Currently - 6.00BPEL 9 months now...