hugelakerfan

glad i came across this forum. anyways heres my story.
all throughout middle school, high school and the first couple years of college i was a fairly popular person. i had girlfriends, went to dances, threw/attended parties etc. college same things, every now and then i heard comments about smell(rarely), but paid no attention to it. my ex would say my head smelled especially if i were wearing a hat. totally blew her off. she was pretty hot too btw, damn shoulda kept her. hindsight. anyways, around my 3rd year of college for some reason i spent two years living completely unhealthy. fast food, no work outs, barely moved actually, just sat and played a friggn useless video game. i also smoked a lot of weed then too. thats when i started noticing the comments become more frequent. it wasnt until someone called me out on it, halfway through a game of basketball, that i realized i really smelled like $#it. man, talk about being embarassed. then the problem just became worse and worse. when i get in cars with friends they roll down the windows. it seems like everytime we go out i hear the "*******, who farted?" ive only told my bestfriend, and my family about my problem, but i assume all my friends know whats up(obviously). oh i forgot to mention i used to do a lot of drugs. mainly ecstacy and cocaine. i quit all that though. but yeah, ive lost a ton of friends due to this problem. good ones too. it sucks. well i guess they werent so good now that i think about it. actually eff them. assholes. man now that im in a sharing mood imma just tell one last story. so i wento a club a few weekends ago and everything was fine until for some reason i freaked out. i didnt even know if i smelled or not, now that i think about it probably not considering i was able to pick up/dance with some girls. but yea COMPLETE FREAK OUT. like im talking the walls were closing in! paranoid that everyone smells me. the dj stopped playing music, got on his mic and said hugelakerfan gtfo!!!(that didnt happen) ahhh! i dont know what triggered it. i made a beeline dive to the exit. i texted all my friends that i got kicked out, told em to stay and chill though (it was a friends birthday) and i would wait by the car. keep in mind this was on a busy street in LA at 1am. crowded. and i kept running into people i knew. i bet they thought i was high or something cuz i completely cut the conversation short and ran (literally) to the car. waited for an hour and a half in the cold. all cuz of my ****** problem (pun intended!). man i hate living with this. seriously if anyone finds a cure i will shower you with 100 dollar bills.