I have an inferiority complex, but it doesn't really have anything to do with me being white. It's more of a general body dysmorphic disorder, and it manifests itself in an ugly way: I'm constantly fighting a battle inside my head to try and convince myself that I'm moving in the right direction step by step, yet there are times when I just feel like giving up on everything I've worked so hard to accomplish just because I feel overwhelmed by the whole burden of disappointment and feelings of failure.
When I think about it with clear logic, I KNOW that I've made great progress in my bodybuilding pursuits (wish I could say the same about Penis Enlargement...), yet my mind fails to register the obvious change in my body's dimensions and shape.
I would probably be a much happier person if I didn't push myself so hard in these matters, but I can't help it. I know I won't feel like a complete and whole man until I get to my goal. I also know that I won't keep on raising the bar and going for even more outrageous goals infinitely-
I think I have a pretty clear picture of where I want to be in order to be happy, and once I get there, I'll just kick back and reap the fruits of my labour.