i got in this game at age 12. at age 15 i was blessed with good genetics, so i started to look bigger than everyone. thats when my parents thought i was on roids. they basically turned theyre back on me with everything that has to do with weightlifting. when i was 15 also, i hopped on the high school powerlifting team. i was a good benchpresser. at the age of 17 i was in the high 300's(my senior year at high school) and i had 42 meets in total. i was telented enough to make it so sectionals, then regionals, and i made it to state the 3 years i competed. but my parents never showed up for any of meets. they actually yelled at me sometimes for going to the meets because they were a good drive and i would come back late at night. i placed 3rd and 4th at state the 3 years and i got a trophy twice for 3rd, but they didnt care at all. my dad wanted me out working construction with him like im doing now, and my mom was worried for my body because she thought i was roidin up hard. so basically, i never had anybody standing behind me in anything i ever did in my life. kinda sad and phucked up but, its just **** i have to deal with. sometimes i blame my losses at my powerlifting meets to my parents, because when you see a kid with so much talent in the sport, and you take a look around the arena and you see everyone else parents there, and you say to yourself "i wonder what my parents are doing", it kinda messes with your head bro's. when i was 17, i hadnt cried for a few years, but i broke down a couple times after i lost my meets, just cuzz i take them seriously, but no one else whos a part of my life does and at that point of my life i NEEDED someone to stand behind me, but there were nothin but shadows. so i basically deal with my problems by myself. ofcourse you had a few guys on the team who were strong as well, and they would call the team over to your bench so that the whole team can cheer for you and get you pumped but you still wonder where the hell your family is, you know?
im sorry yall i just had to vent it out, it kills me when the ONLY thing you argue about with your parents, is my weightlifting life