He asked me how the Class was working for me, and, with complete honesty I said I took it to lose weight and I was happy that I was able to hold the exercise half of it up but I have been failing miserably at the second half of what I need to do: eating right. A total lie of course, as I have barley been trying at the class, I leave a half hour early every day and don't take notes because honestly, I didn't care about it. He asked why exactly I failed at eating right and, as I am a totally open and honest person I told him "Well, um... I get really depressed a lot and then I eat a lot." The next thing that happened is something that completely made me numb: he opened up, said he used to be big too, he struggled with eating with depression too a lot in his life, and that he had a degree in psychology also and he sees a lot of people with the same problem as me and how he understands my struggle. He put his hand in front of me to shake, I shook it, completely humbled. The more he said the deeper I sunk into myself into the workout bench I was sitting in. He continued "And I just wanted to say that you have been an absolute pleasure to have in class, and I wish you the best of luck in the future." I almost lost it.

TOE SHOES, I imagined if somebody ever completely judged me wrong because of the Air Jordans I wear, I wondered how many people I have misjudged in my life similarly. For months, for months I thought this guy a douche because of his body type and his fucking shoes. Shame on you Tyler, grow up.