In my early twenties I was the typical fat guy who just played videogames with my friends. I didn't have a job and was basically leeching of my parents. I got a job eventually and one of my coworkers who was always fun to work with offered me his help by going to the gym with him. after some time we became close friends and i got dumped by my old friendgroup cause i wasnt fitting in with them anymore basically. At that time I was still a shy mess with very heavy social anxiety but slowly but surely I became a sociable person and much more sure of myself thanks to my new body. We hung out and traveled a lot in the coming years and we had a blast. My friend however started to change his behaviour towards me. I think he felt uncomfortable that I was growing so much as a person. Our relationship at that point had been clearly defined as him as the leader and me tagging along. He started to become cold and hostile towards me especially when we were with other people. always trying to put me down. I stopped hanging out with him and a while later I met my girlfriend who is now my wife.

Even though we're no longer friends I'll always be grateful to the guy for pulling me out of a sad life and showing me how fun the world can be if you just try to experience it to the fullest. I would have never been man enough to talk to my wife without all the things I learned from him.