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Let's have a feels thread, /fit/. Here's my story:

>Be me. In grad school. Dating a great girlfriend.
>We lift together all through the first semester. Her shit was weak, but she kept me motivated.
>Both making good strength and aesthetics gains at a good pace.
>I got fucking arrogant.
>I hated my school's gym, so I didn't reup my membership when the first semester ended. I planned on going to the expensive hardcore kickass gym 10 minutes away during the second semester. I wanted to be efficient, and frankly, spotting her and having her spot me was a waste of time if a powercage was available.
>School got super busy. I never got a membership at Gym Kickass. We both stopped lifting.
>I focused mostly on school. I got really depressed. Emotions were numbed by shitty mental illness.
>Lost feelings for wifematerial gf. Broke up with her at the end of the second semester.
>Keep being depressed for a few weeks.
>Finally come out of it and get a membership at Gym Kickass.
>Holy shit 5 fucking powercages (vs. the 2 at the school's gym).
>I'll never need a spotter again.
>Lift for a few weeks. Kick depression in the asshole. Regain some gains.
>No longer emotionally numb.
>Holy shit I loved that woman.
>Try to get back together. I just wanted a chance to take her out on a date and show her I wasn't the same depressed loser that dumped her. I was thrilled with the idea of winning her back.
>Two weeks after we broke up, she had found "the one."
>Fuck.
>Heartbroken.
>Keep lifting. Good things will come. Shit this sucks though.

The moral of the story is don't fucking stop lifting. Pic related. Basically me during that scene, except replace the words "sword" with "barbell" and "son" with "girlfriend."