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Mathias Steiner Kind of Love: Not for the Weak

 Alright, listen up. Love these days? Pathetic. Flimsy. Lighter than a Pinterest aesthetic. People want a soft, easy, commitment-free, “let’s see where this goes” kinda love like, bestie, where do you think it’s going? The trash? Because that’s where all these half-baked relationships end up.

Me? Nah. I want Mathias Steiner kind of love. The life-altering, knee-buckling, fight-the-laws-of-physics kind. The kind that doesn’t just exist but shatters, rebuilds, and reshapes reality itself.


For those living under a rock ,Mathias Steiner is an Olympic weightlifter. In 2008, he did something absolutely insane. He lifted way more than he should’ve been able to not for clout, not for a medal, but for love. His wife had passed away, and he carried her memory like it was woven into his muscles. He lifted 432 pounds like his soul was on fire.

That’s real love. That’s love that isn’t just some “good morning” text and a couple of cute date nights. That’s love that defies human limits. The kind that turns devotion into action, loss into legend. The kind that doesn’t flinch, doesn’t waver, doesn’t run when things get heavy.

Love Today? Pure NPC Behaviour.

The way people approach love in 2025 is straight-up embarrassing. NPC(non player character, someone who followa trends or opinions without thinking critically)energy. People want a relationship with zero effort, zero weight, zero pressure. They want a situationship they can put on their Instagram story like a new aesthetic accessory.

"Love should be easy!" Yeah? And I should be a billionaire by now, but here we are.

Love isn’t easy. It’s earned. It’s breaking down in the dark of the night, sitting in silence because words are failing, but still choosing to stay. It’s knowing they’re annoying as hell but choosing them anyway. It’s knowing that love isn’t just a feeling ,it’s a battle. It’s work. It’s showing up when it’s inconvenient, when it’s exhausting, when it hurts.

And yet, people today flinch at the first inconvenience. One tough conversation, one off day, and they’re ready to ghost like they weren’t just crying over “how different this feels.” Pathetic.

No Cardio, No Casual. Heavy Lifting Only.

Modern love is just emotional cardio.quick, repetitive, exhausting. People run from person to person, no stamina, no loyalty, just pure impulse. But I don’t want a relationship that’s just fast and fun.


I want a powerlifting, soul-bonding, heavy-duty, “drop the bar and it shatters the floor” kind of love. A love that makes you sweat, shake, and still say, “Let’s go again.” A love that drags you to your limits, breaks you down, and builds you stronger. Because at the end of the day? If love doesn’t feel like pushing past your limit in a room full of doubters, if it doesn’t feel like screaming in victory against every odd stacked against you then what’s even the point?


If love was a final boss fight, are you gonna drop the sword and run? Or are you gonna throw your whole soul into it, armor cracked, health bar low, still fighting like it’s life or death?


Because that’s what love actually is.A war you refuse to lose. A test of willpower. A story worth telling.


And if your love story isn’t worth telling,why are you even writing it?


Love is Heavy. Lift It Anyway.


Mathias Steiner didn’t lift for the gold. He lifted because he had no other choice. Because love had burned itself into his bones. That’s what I want. A love that doesn’t waver, doesn’t weaken, doesn’t drop the weight.


I don’t want a love that’s soft, temporary, or just “seeing where this goes.” I want a love that demands everything, takes everything, and gives back tenfold. I want love that isn’t just passionate,it’s feral, reckless in its certainty, raw enough to tear apart anything in its way. The kind of love that doesn’t just stand the test of time,it laughs in its face.


Because in the end? Love isn’t supposed to be easy. It’s supposed to be worth it.


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