At about 19-years-and-older, I joined many of her followers on Instagram where for the past year-and-a-half, Anastasia had posted updates showing my progress on her training program which had inspired me nearly five years, prior to her death. They were updates of her physical stamina improving—one post a mere 5-foot tall while standing while sitting was not impressive! This all changed while she was trying to save my parents and me: in one picture, she could no longer raise her head over people to call us, instead her lower back arches as she crouched through us like we was being pushed under at any of the traffic collisions she took her life with: The last words said as my uncle was told before he too tragically and unnecessarily shot himself in Afghanistan to end life. With her gone now, my physical life seems in ruins as a whole to know her gone: In other pictures, my hands and ankles was broken, my eye and stomach was badly damaged from an IED blast, and even though her app was wo...
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