A kid I know just started cycling SARMS. When I ran into him at the gym, he told me he and all his buddies have started on them. I asked him if he knew what they were and he said no. And therein lies the problem.

I’m ok with others wanting to use steroids or SARMS or whatever the fuck else. I don’t care if they do because that’s what they think they need to achieve their goals; personally, not interested in their use as they don’t line up with my goals. However, I’m not ok with someone just jumping into it without knowledge of what the actual fuck they’re getting into. Do some research and remove your head. Once you know the facts, then you make your decision. That’s my take. It’s frustrating because he also said that he knows they’re legal and that’s all he’s concerned with. What a great fucking outlook, being willfully ignorant. What kind of dense motherfucker do you have to be to not know what you’re putting into your body? You wanna be big, small, in between, triangular, or a dodecahedron, pay attention to the risks you are assuming to get there.

It makes me angry and that always takes a dark turn for me. It doesn’t help that I’m not in an ok place right now. I know I probably sound like I’m on a high horse or projecting and maybe I am. But I’ve been to 7 funerals the past two years and I’d hate to make it 8. I’m tired of watching my friends and family die.

/diary