“I never wanted to feel small like that again.” – Jay Anderson
“I didn’t really fit in when I was younger. Kids bullied me for being different and I got beat up a lot. I was scrawny back then, and too nice for my own good, so I guess they thought I was an easy target. I hated feeling small like that, so I started bodybuilding. It’s taken me 13 years to get to this size and accomplish what I have. Everybody said I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t get to this size, I couldn’t graduate, I couldn’t be an actor, I couldn’t make something of myself. I did and I’m trying to inspire others online by being real and sharing my story and being positive. It’s hard. It’s easy to be negative and resentful but it tears you up inside. Being told ‘no,’ ‘you’re not good enough,’ ‘you can’t,’ and ‘you won’t’—that’s what drives me.
I mean, I’ve died, literally died in a car accident. I was rear-ended and my car was pushed into the other lane, into oncoming traffic. It was a head-on collision and when paramedics arrived they pronounced me dead and wrote up my death certificate. Somehow I found the strength to fight and they air-vacced me to the hospital. I was in surgery for hours and I kept flatlining, but eventually I woke up. I was in more pain than I’ve ever felt. I remember doctors telling us that I would be in the hospital for six months and I wouldn’t be physically active for a year-and-a-half. That didn’t sound like me. I checked out in three-and-a-half weeks and I went straight back to the gym.
Maybe I push myself and my body harder than others would advise, but dreams don’t wait or accomplish themselves. It’s my life and I have a plan—only I can say when that plan changes.”