01/21/2026
I've never really been a workout type of guy. I exercised so I could eat. Lol. When my mom got sick and started to fall, I can't tell you how helpless I felt barely being able to pick her up and carry her. You think you can do it, but when it's dead weight, its different and I found out the hard way.
I originally sought out personal training so I could learn to properly lift my mom in case she fell again. Most of you know what happened next. With those events, I found myself depressed and unmotivated to do anything really, but I decided to keep seeing Jorge, mainly because I needed a healthy outlet.
I was originally paired with him based on what I needed and was looking for. He's basically the gay best friend for hire that exudes so much positivity and delusion that even though I still feel pretty low, he takes me out of it just for a bit and helps me get though the week.
Even though the body dysmorphia is still there and sometimes I don't see the progress, Jorge is making me feel the progress and that's not something I haven't paid attention to before. I'm not sure I'd be totally able to carry my mom right now, but I know I'd be able to get her off the ground and back to her favorite chair.
Thank you .trainer.bestie and for keeping me out of my low for a bit, with 4 sets of 6 RDLs at a time. ❤️