I used to have the worst depression. As bad as it gets. I didn’t talk anybody for a year and thought about suicide all day everyday. I knew I wasn’t going to kill myself though I wanted to. I tried therapy, I tried i drugs, I tried drinking, I tried praying. Nothing helped. I had nothing to lose. Then one day it occurred to me start exercising again. So I went the gym with the intent of beating the fuck out of myself. Going till I drop. Guess what? All that bullshit in my head cleared right up. Like magic. There’s no excuse not to. I feel amazing. My dick is hard. I’m covered in the bloods of cats Iv slaughtered in the name of our lord. Give it a shot. Tell me it doesn’t change your life. You can’t be a creature that doesn’t move. It’s not healthy for your body or your mind. If you’re embarrassed or something guess what? Nobody gives a fuck. If they do fuck em. you only get better by puttin the work in. I never thought I would feel this good again