Question for the psychologist

[Delinquent]

My girl and I were having the argument as to how big I am. People have been coming up to me and asking about my supplements. One person was even dumb enough to ask me how to get deca and winstrol on our internal chat program at my job. My question is, is there a way to convince the mind as to how big I really am. To me, I look exactly the same. Is there any form of therapy or hypnotism that will fix this? I am starting to believe that this persuit of "godliness" is pointless if I can never enjoy the results of my har work. Can anyone help??? I know dysmorphia is real but is there a way to fix it???

 

[wartime100]

Tell them you juice who cares? It doesn't mean you don't work your ass off.

 

[rperry]

Tell them you juice who cares? It doesn't mean you don't work your ass off.

not at your job, that will bite you in the nuts sooner or later! i feel the same also and im up 50lbs in 2.5 years, dosent feel like ive grown but 10lbs or so. sounds good from those stats but i started at 120lbs and im only at 170 now......will be 190 before christmas hopefully............but it sounds good, im not at that point or any where near it but i would imagine a therapist could help you in that area, maybe take it into perspective. go to the gym next time and count the guys bigger than you and the guys smaller than you in there. then think about that compoared to the general; population and the second number will go up even more. what are your stats?

 

[Beezers]

I feel ya Delinquent. I wish I could see my progress, or see myself how others see me. To me I'm still that undefined 180 pound lanky figure I was when I started training. I'm now 260 at 10%bf, but still think I'm small and nothing out of the ordinary. I'm complimented(and stared at) daily, but can't seem to take it seriously. In a way though this is what keeps us going back to the gym for another torture session. That's what keeps us hungry for more progress. If we were satisfied we'd all look no different than an average joe in the weight room. I crave mass. I'm addicted to it. And because I can't see it on myself I strive for more and more. Seldomly do I enjoy the results of my work, but I do enjoy the work. Every now and then during a "pose down" in the mirror I'll catch a brief glimpse of the specimin I truely am, but if I was it all the time there would be nothing to improve upon.