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Just lol at this pathetic human pile of fecal matter, not even self aware enough to realize his wishes to undo exposing himself to the truth are fundamentally illegitimate and there is no coming back from the realization that IT IS OVER and there is no going back.
Here is the post from IT in its entirety (would not have ended up there if not because of @Sparrow's Song and being extremely bored so cheers for that brocel, I laughed so much reading this shit tbh)..
If you do not want to read all of it, just take in these key parts:
Whatever you do, I hope it's painful. Stupidity should punish itself.
Here is the post from IT in its entirety (would not have ended up there if not because of @Sparrow's Song and being extremely bored so cheers for that brocel, I laughed so much reading this shit tbh)..
I [18M] haven’t consumed incel content in months but I’m still afflicted by it.
To preface this let me say that even though I was initially pissed that subs like r/incels and r/braincels were banned, I’m ultimately glad that such content isn’t as easily available to me and people like me. Thank god that the incel forums have shitty UI’s.
With that said... I soaked in incel content for a LONG time, like 2.5 years. I still remember that day when I saw someone link to r/incels in r/AskReddit and I clicked on it because I had no idea what it meant and I was curious. That world of Chads and incels and normies is still the world I mentally live in. I’m not really ideologically an incel anymore, but emotionally (as in involuntary feelings) I’m 100% steeped in the beliefs.
I still don’t feel empathy for suffering people like I used to before I discovered the black pill, and especially don’t feel empathy for women. I used to feel human camaraderie with other people, and genuinely felt that others and myself are deserving of dignity and happiness. Now, people aren’t worth much more to me than dogs or rabbits, I hold no particular disdain for heinous criminals, and not even my own self-interest is that appealing, I’m just like a specter roving the world. I still base my self worth on how much sex I’m having (hint: none) and absolutely despise people who are younger than me and having sex. To phrase it lightly, I would be entirely complacent and maybe even complicit with some of the worst atrocities imaginable if I was ever put in any sort of situation that required ethics. I’ve had plenty of thoughts that I would never in a million years type on the internet or tell a therapist. It’s all emotional really, like whenever the topic of sex and relationships comes up anywhere, I just feel sad and I can’t turn the sadness off.
Recently it’s gotten much worse. Lots of anxiety, sadness, angst, regret, and hate because I’m not having sex and don’t have a relationship. The shitty part is that things have actually gotten significantly better recently, I had more social interactions, I had a much greater ability to stick to my goals, I made a tinder and actually got matches (about 11 in 3 days, I’m quantitatively not that ugly), but I can’t shake the feeling I’m living a lie. I feel like even if I use tinder or real life or whatever to have sex, I’ll still feel bitter and jaded that I wasn’t able to experience “young love” and had to wait until after high school.
Any success I have is through the frame of reference of the lucky incel that got away. I am not a successful person, I am an incel piloting a successful body. I went through one really sad moment after jacking off where I saw how ugly I was and lost the empathy I cultivated over the past few months of not browsing incel content, lost the political beliefs I developed, lost motivation to complete my academic/athletic goals. Now all I want is to have a day of fun where I have lots of sex, do some drugs, causesomepropertydamageandlossoflife, and drop dead.
What am I supposed to do now? I hear the platitudes over and over again (Sex isn’t everything, toxic attitude only holds you back, etc) but they never help. I’m never going to a therapist because I will never admit incel thoughts to anyone in person. What am I missing? My mind is still on the incel operating system even though I have no apps or programs for it.
If you do not want to read all of it, just take in these key parts:
Involuntary feelings? Are there any other kind? "Well I'll just feel happy now"... New levels of retardations have been reached.That world of Chads and incels and normies is still the world I mentally live in. I’m not really ideologically an incel anymore, but emotionally (as in involuntary feelings) I’m 100% steeped in the beliefs.
Based, ngl.I still don’t feel empathy for suffering people like I used to before I discovered the black pill, and especially don’t feel empathy for women.
He has almost uncucked himself mentally, and still wants back to mommy bluepill. LMAO at this shit, yeah you saw through the fake facade of humanity thanks to 2,5 years of exposure to obvious facts. Congratulations, you win nothing.I still base my self worth on how much sex I’m having (hint: none) and absolutely despise people who are younger than me and having sex. To phrase it lightly, I would be entirely complacent and maybe even complicit with some of the worst atrocities imaginable if I was ever put in any sort of situation that required ethics.
Even more funny if this true, and less surprising that the blackpill took more effort to swallow if you aren't catastrophically ugly like me and other truecels, and you are indeed living a lie. You are asking for help in lying to yourself even, from people you deep down know are full of shit.I made a tinder and actually got matches (about 11 in 3 days, I’m quantitatively not that ugly), but I can’t shake the feeling I’m living a lie
Yes indeed, it's like watching a magic show while knowing the methods (and being too old kek). Good luck trying to regain that sense of wonder, there is indeed no going back for you.I feel like even if I use tinder or real life or whatever to have sex, I’ll still feel bitter and jaded that I wasn’t able to experience “young love” and had to wait until after high school.
I am not a successful person, I am an incel piloting a successful body. I went through one really sad moment after jacking off where I saw how ugly I was and lost the empathy I cultivated over the past few months of not browsing incel content, lost the political beliefs I developed, lost motivation to complete my academic/athletic goals.
Based, embrace your semi-sainthood. You know you want to, it calls for you.Now all I want is to have a day of fun where I have lots of sex, do some drugs, causesomepropertydamageandlossoflife, and drop dead.
See the above.What am I supposed to do now?
Yeah no shit, there is no sufficient delusion capable of undoing honest introspection if you have so much as a semblance of a rational mind, that's a good thing.I hear the platitudes over and over again (Sex isn’t everything, toxic attitude only holds you back, etc) but they never help.
JFL at this analogy, although I guess it works somewhat. You always ran Incel OS, you just had the malware called FalseHope aka bluepill installed by your parents and society to make you a good goy. Incels gave you root access to see the truth, what you do with that is up to you.My mind is still on the incel operating system even though I have no apps or programs for it.
Whatever you do, I hope it's painful. Stupidity should punish itself.
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