Broke my mind while deadlifting last night. I was sitting on the bench looking at this deadlift weight thinking damn im kinda tired and fuckedup on drugs i dont know if i can do it. Then i flashed back to my dad yelling at me i heard his voice in my ear, he always did beat me when i would say i dont know, i relived myself get beat and understood why, i cant live life saying i dont know, i figured if i am unsure i am certain i will learn to over come it. I was crying and shit that shit was crazy b, and i felt him beating me was justified, and i felt nothing but a resolve peaking.Shit was nutty and i ended up going beyond for the rest of the work out. Theres no way to turn back time but there is always time to reflect on that moment and as long as I can remember the moments I can benefit from these memories.
it wasnt justified but atleast you got what he was going for
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don't beat your kids