718si
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I've heard of, read about, and even experienced the effects of childhood trauma leading to bodybuilding as a teen or adult as a way to "compensate".
Going back as far as Charles Atlas (remember his comic strip ads about getting sand kicked in his face & losing his girl?), it's been widely documented that often times we embrace the gym and building muscle as a way to "get back" at those who tortured us as kids, or just to improve self-esteem which may have taken a hit from those instances.
Although not terrible (I'm well aware many had/do have it much worse than I did), my childhood experiences definitely led me to the gym seeking a bigger & "better" body. Being the child of a military family, I moved every couple of years and constantly was "the new weird kid" who spoke and acted differently than most of the kids I was surrounded with. It seemed every time I managed to become accepted, it was time to move on.
I didn't really get beat up, but there was a lot of teasing and ostracism - always the tall, lanky, nerdy kid who spoke funny.
As I get older (and hopefully wiser) I'm much happier and at peace with my life, but I wonder about how those experiences changed me, and if anyone else here has had any similar experiences they'd like to share.
Going back as far as Charles Atlas (remember his comic strip ads about getting sand kicked in his face & losing his girl?), it's been widely documented that often times we embrace the gym and building muscle as a way to "get back" at those who tortured us as kids, or just to improve self-esteem which may have taken a hit from those instances.
Although not terrible (I'm well aware many had/do have it much worse than I did), my childhood experiences definitely led me to the gym seeking a bigger & "better" body. Being the child of a military family, I moved every couple of years and constantly was "the new weird kid" who spoke and acted differently than most of the kids I was surrounded with. It seemed every time I managed to become accepted, it was time to move on.
I didn't really get beat up, but there was a lot of teasing and ostracism - always the tall, lanky, nerdy kid who spoke funny.
As I get older (and hopefully wiser) I'm much happier and at peace with my life, but I wonder about how those experiences changed me, and if anyone else here has had any similar experiences they'd like to share.