As a fat kid I would dream of having a physique like a Super Hero (as most boys do).I figured that if I was built like Superman then chicks would dig me, guys would be in awe of me, I’d be incredibly popular, life would be great and of course, I would have no problems.One day I woke up and the fat kid had been replaced by a large, muscular, lean….. insecure, dysfunctional, obsessed adult.
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