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@concrete90
Real shit....stop being fake, stop leading people on, and stop lying like you're somebody special. Humble yourself, or life will humble you...
Its not just a month, check in on them, and dont abandon them.
Its either you put up, or shut up.....all comes down to how you chose to respond. Im just not one to give up on life because of a set back....
A lot of us men carry things we never say out loud.
Not because we’re hiding… but because we’re tired of being judged for being human. As a man, it’s strange being the one who was hurt without wanting to “play the victim.”
But being hurt doesn’t make me dramatic — it makes me real. I never wanted sympathy.
I never claimed perfection.
I’ve always held myself accountable. What I am doing is acknowledging the truth:
I was treated badly.
I was lied to.
I was betrayed.
I was quickly replaced.
I was blocked.
I was given no apology, no clarity, no honesty. That doesn’t make me a victim.
That makes me someone who finally stopped pretending it didn’t happen. Men don’t talk about heartbreak because we’re taught to swallow it.
To “man up.”
To stay quiet.
To never admit we were hurt. But strength isn’t silence.
Strength is saying:
“Yeah, it hurt. And I survived it.” I didn’t collapse.
I didn’t lash out.
I didn’t chase.
I didn’t beg.
I didn’t try to ruin her life. I accepted it.
I learned from it.
I kept moving. That’s not victimhood.
That’s growth.
Pain didn’t define me.
What I did with it did.
“I’m scared to see you with someone else.”
— Unknown
Felt like this about somebody not long ago, but had learned to accept the dishonesty I recieved, and learned to accept that nothing I did was reciprocal.
My brain anytime I hear the name Quasimoto, if you know you know 🧱
Ippo VS Sendo
Ippo counters to the ribs, and the whole arena feels it. The fighters move, but the coaches tell the story. A story written in bruises, breath, and silence. In space between the punches, he becomes someone else.
(Youtube took this down due to strict copyright policies, so I posted it on here)
I basically just blended in pics from the manga with some of the key punches on this scene.
Things end, people change, and life goes on.
"It was like what Sonny said it would be...Nobody cares, Nobody cares..." -C
Be honest...when do you ever see a Mexican represented like this in anime? Dominant, respected, and carrying the flag with pride. Using that real "Mexican style". Pretty sick if you ask me. lol 🇲🇽
Fun fact: This character "Ricardo Martinez" is based on a real life boxing legend Ricardo "El Finito" Lopez. 🇲🇽
“Pain taught me everything.” What broke me shaped me.🥊
"People who are addicted to chaos often push away the people who bring them peace — because peace forces them to confront themselves."
Dispite all the effort... I now finally understand what happened...