You read that right.
My brother hit the genetic jackpot in almost every conceivable way, while I lost miserably.
He has Brad Pitt-style facial features, including a chiseled jaw, perfect symmetry, naturally low body fat, sharp cheekbones, a natural tan, and a prominent chin and brow ridge. His face is basically a work of art. As a result, he's had almost every type of sexual encounter you can imagine. I'm talking about stuff you only see in movies: girls approaching him, threesomes, free hookups with strippers, drunken orgies, you name it.
He's also very high-T and low inhibition. Not only does he have no anxiety hooking up with females, but he's also a man's man. He's gotten into dozens of street fights and bar brawls, knocking out guys with his naturally explosive fighting ability (if he wasn't so lazy and undisciplined, he could have had a career as a boxer/mixed martial artist). He once told me a story about how he and his 2 friends once cleared out an entire bar of thugs by themselves when they got into a beef in Miami (In case you're wondering, my brother and I are very close, so he doesn't tell me bullshit lies. In fact, I've even witnessed some of the things I've mentioned above with my own eyes).
Meanwhile, I've been a lonely incel my entire life because I was born with multiple physical and psychological disorders.
For one, I have an incurable medical condition that causes intermittent bloating of my face, and makes me look ugly and weird-looking. This happens multiple times a day, causing foids to avoid eye contact with me as if I'm The Elephant Man. Can't tell you how enraging and humiliating this is.
I also suffer from crippling anxiety disorders and debilitating depression, which turns me into an introverted coward that's afraid of life.
If that wasn't enough, I'm also mildly on the autism spectrum, so I have trouble connecting with people and even making friends, let alone fucking females. The only advantages I have over my brother is that I'm a little taller than he is. I'm slightly over 5'9", while he's almost 5'8". I'm also probably higher I.Q. than him, but he has more common sense and functional intelligence.
Right now, as I'm typing this, my brother is staying at a resort in Tulum, Mexico with 2 girls he met in New York just a few weeks ago.
Whoever came up with the phrase "life ain't fair" wasn't lying.
My brother hit the genetic jackpot in almost every conceivable way, while I lost miserably.
He has Brad Pitt-style facial features, including a chiseled jaw, perfect symmetry, naturally low body fat, sharp cheekbones, a natural tan, and a prominent chin and brow ridge. His face is basically a work of art. As a result, he's had almost every type of sexual encounter you can imagine. I'm talking about stuff you only see in movies: girls approaching him, threesomes, free hookups with strippers, drunken orgies, you name it.
He's also very high-T and low inhibition. Not only does he have no anxiety hooking up with females, but he's also a man's man. He's gotten into dozens of street fights and bar brawls, knocking out guys with his naturally explosive fighting ability (if he wasn't so lazy and undisciplined, he could have had a career as a boxer/mixed martial artist). He once told me a story about how he and his 2 friends once cleared out an entire bar of thugs by themselves when they got into a beef in Miami (In case you're wondering, my brother and I are very close, so he doesn't tell me bullshit lies. In fact, I've even witnessed some of the things I've mentioned above with my own eyes).
Meanwhile, I've been a lonely incel my entire life because I was born with multiple physical and psychological disorders.
For one, I have an incurable medical condition that causes intermittent bloating of my face, and makes me look ugly and weird-looking. This happens multiple times a day, causing foids to avoid eye contact with me as if I'm The Elephant Man. Can't tell you how enraging and humiliating this is.
I also suffer from crippling anxiety disorders and debilitating depression, which turns me into an introverted coward that's afraid of life.
If that wasn't enough, I'm also mildly on the autism spectrum, so I have trouble connecting with people and even making friends, let alone fucking females. The only advantages I have over my brother is that I'm a little taller than he is. I'm slightly over 5'9", while he's almost 5'8". I'm also probably higher I.Q. than him, but he has more common sense and functional intelligence.
Right now, as I'm typing this, my brother is staying at a resort in Tulum, Mexico with 2 girls he met in New York just a few weeks ago.
Whoever came up with the phrase "life ain't fair" wasn't lying.
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