Hello brothers/sisters i have a story to tell. Of course involving steroids.. it all starts by me lifting in an early age. 13 14yrs old. Had no idea what i was doing at the time when it came to lifting. Sloppy form, diet was horrible and bad workout routine. I had an uncle during this time that was always at the gym lifting. From what i was told by my relatives.. he was a big mofo!! not in height but was really wide. And was pretty heavy. over weight big belly etc. I didn't really know him until i gave him a call and asked him for some lifting advice. He gave me some great information i started to see really good gains and he noticed to. He then asked me if i wanted to start training with him. Of course i took the offer. As time passes i get a older and i notice my physique really has changed but i take a look at my uncle, no physique changes what's so ever but he did gain enormous strength.. i asked him how he does it to gain so much strength. at this point he gets comfortable enough to let me know he is using steroids. I didn't look at him any different just started to get really curious about doing a cycle one day... so he lets me in his secrets on what he takes. Deca, some testosterone blend winstrol and hgh... he recommended me to try sum test but i refused due to me being involved in highschool sports(football) that has drug tests. So senior year comes football season is over i purchase my first cycle with my pct and information noted down i was ready. At this time my uncle was even heavier than he was and stronger than ever. I get a call from my uncle saying he aint feeling to good that he won't make to the gym one day. So i held off on my gear for a bit till he was better. A couple days pass,i get a call from my cousin (uncles daughter) that he's in the hospital. Found out he had a stroke and half brain dead. He really can't speak and is on a wheel chair now.. of course i held off my gear (still haven't done any cycles). Bummed out about the whole thing i stop lifting for a while. One thing that really bugged me was not knowing what caused this. Doctors wouldn't tell me and my uncles children claimed they didn't know anything either. It killed me not knowing. Would have it been his really bad eating habbits? Cheap gear? Misuse in gear? What do u guys think?