Some people get credit just because they're big.
Because their arms hit 50 cm and they walk around like they've earned the world.
Meanwhile, you grind quietly on 40 cm, sweating in silence, earning every centimeter... and suddenly, you're the one being judged.
They think size equals superiority.
They think attention equals respect.
They believe they deserve everything, just for showing up with a reflection in the mirror.
When you start showing results, when you push past limits, suddenly they accuse you:
"What are you taking?"
"How did you get that?"
It's never about the work.
It's never about the hours you fought alone, the pain you endured, the sacrifices no one saw.
It's about ego.
It's about protecting an illusion.
But here's the truth:
Size doesn't matter.
Discipline matters.
Consistency matters.
Respect matters.
We can give credit where credit is due.
The work they put in? That's theirs.
The struggles, the failures, the silent hours? That's theirs too.
And we can respect that.
But true respect isn't measured by arms, abs, or appearances.
It's measured by integrity. By effort. By the fire in the mirror, the truth no one else sees.
So i keep going.
I build myself, not to impress, not to compete, not to justify...
But to honor the only thing that matters: the man i see when i face the mirror.
Because at the end of the day, size doesn't matter.
What you build, what you endure, what you become, that's everything.