Thread:Sunou-san/@comment-25787298-20170408140723/@comment-26841482-20170419141050

Oh, I see.

I mistook you for an underweighted guy, who'd be blown away if the wind is a BIT too fast. I forgot that you're from America... lol... I guess.

Came back from the gym and got advised by my trainer to not to worry too much, which is a hard thing for me to stop. But, I'll try.

I still don't get it, though. You mean to say you're a ripped midget? Or, a musclebound midget? Or, not-even-a-midget, but ripped? Wait... The third one doesn't even make sense at all. That would just make you an average ripped dude (Atleast by Indian standards).

I am just plain obese. No way of sugarcoating it. I had it well under control, but I had to go and fuck it up by giving into my rage. long story. Don't ask.

I had some free time in the afternoon, today and I decided to read a story. It was probably the best written story I've read on any site, in a long time. I was openly bawling by the time I finished it. The message that I got was that life is transient and one should live it to the fullest, so as to not have any regrets later on.

But, at the same time, I had a question. "Is it worth it? Should we open ourselves to others? Even our closest companions? Won't it ultimately lead to getting hurt, if we make ourselves vulnerable, even for the briefest moment? Is the pain worth it?"