How about a little “control” with your world?

I was 12 and had grown up on a farm in Kentucky. It was a hard way to grow up but I wouldn’t find that out until later in my life. Needed something for comparison.
I didn’t much like my life. Didn’t know why? I rode the school bus every day and there was this older kid that would beat me up almost every day. I didn’t know why? He didn’t say. Nobody seemed to care. I guess that fit my life as much as anything. One day I went with my parents to town and found “Muscle & Fitness “ Magazine and that got my gears turning in my head. It was right there when my life changed. Not so much from how I looked but from a standpoint that I could possibly vision me “taking control “ of my little world. Until then I didn’t feel had any control.