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TLDR as the subsequent text came way too long: Thanks to bad eyesight, there's hope that one day. I will be big(muscular) enough.
LONG VERSION/EXPLANATION: I generally don't really comment on these type of hopeful or positive posts. My mindset is way too dark for it and I don't really want to pull the overall mood down with it in a positive setting.
Though over the course of few last weeks to months I've noticed one positive thing and think that ray of sunshine/small plant should be cultivated and nurtured instead of crushed like i usually do with thought patterns.
I do probably have some degree of body dismorphia/body image issues, luckily nothing severe.
I've been working out 4½ years by now. 3½ of those has been with ever increasing intensity and frequency, up to 7 days a week by now and by now it consuming rather big part of my life.
In addition i have glasses, -2 vision so i cant see clearly that far, but i wear those only when absolutely necessary aka need to see far accurately. Far meaning like a phone screen on the ground. If i straighten my arms while holding a phone, i can no longer see whats written here.
Now over the course of last few months I've noticed that if I'm working out and stand far away enough from the mirror. My subconscious mind cannot recognize me, which means the body image issues don't work and looking at "myself" as a stranger/other person. I am getting adequately muscular. Of course it turns off as soon as i step closer and recognize myself again.
But at least for a second, i am decently big.