this automatically goes on your blog every winter
When you know that other person secretly loves that other woman. How do you know this? Because I know…I can tell. Women know this shit!
Hi, my name is Ben, and I am an exercise addict.
Let that line sink in for more than the initial laugh-inducing 10 seconds. Yes, exercise addiction exists. It even has a wiki page. In my experience it is a potentially dangerous, scary disorder that affects so many more people than you would imagine. It’s an insidious voice that chips quietly but consistently away at your self-confidence, a compulsion that grows faster and faster until you enter the point where there is no turning back. I write this post for a few reasons. Firstly, I hate not exercising and I am still very much addicted to it. I miss it. Maybe this is a form of therapy. Secondly, I hope that if you recognise some of yourself in this story you can get it in check before it does the damage it did to me. It’s a dangerous path to tread if you’re not prepared. The majority of people are strong enough to know when to say no. If you’re not, take heed. Thirdly, if you’re going through the same thing as me, I want to give you hope and reassurance. It does get better and it can be beaten. Just not by me, yet.
That feeling of a guy who you think loves you but knows when this other certain girl comes along, he’d take her first.