This bulk isn’t going as well as I’d hoped it would. Between not being able to afford what and how much I want to eat (therefore not tracking well either) and losing a decent amount of weight during this anxiety medication junk, I’m not where I wanted to be going into the new year. That being said I’m still lifting heavy and working on my strength. The left picture was a year ago, my first bulk attempt. And I can see little successes. I weigh about the same in each picture. But my chest is more developed, everything’s a little bigger, and I have a lower body fat percentage. Sometimes life happens and there’s nothing you can do about it. Sometimes you don’t reach your goal when you want. And that’s completely okay. It doesn’t take away from all of your little victories. It doesn’t mean you’ll never reach your goal. You just have to roll with the punches, tweak a few things, and remember celebrate your progress always.