Background! Skip this paragraph if you want. About me: very large, 6’6”, and at the time almost 330lb, power-lifter type with a bit of extra tummy, beardy teddy bear. In summer of 2012 i turned 30, I got divorced after a 4 year toxic marriage, got laid off from a high-paying job (that I hated, good riddance) and suffered a really nasty back injury, all inside about 6 weeks. Feelsbadman.jpg. Reeling from these events I took contract (I.T.) jobs that weren’t right for me, dated some girls back-to-back from my past that both went south and fucked up some friendships (different girls than the stars of this story) and didn’t know what to do next. Winter, early 2013 I get a job. Breath of fresh air. I love my boss, I like my team-mates, small team. Rebuilding my life. Names and locations to follow are changed to protect the innocent (aaaand not so innocent ;) ) long time lurker first time poster. It’s a long story. Sorry if that’s not your thing.