I have smashed lots of phones, laptops and other things. Last year I bashed a TV with a keyboard, that I've been using as external monitor due to broken laptop screen and threw glass bottle into window which cost like 250 euros. Once I got threatened to get beaten at bar when I asked for a cigarette when stores were already closed. I went away and cried how evil the world and people are and of course due to my inceldom, why I even went there, to find pussy. At morning I became angry and torched a car using spare gasoline and a match, which I thought were his who threatened me, it happened to be maybe his friend's car. I got fined and I still have to pay to insurance company from my neetbux. The car cost approx 2500 euros. I moved away from there to not get revenge from a group of sexhavers.
Lately after that I got my driver's license suspended for reckless driving. I asked the cop to shoot me who stopped me. He became very angry, told me to put hands up and stand against the car. The cop pointed me with a taser even through I didn't resist. Got handcuffed and went to jail while they get paperwork done. Got even higher fines from that but still no criminal record luckily. After all of that and arguing with my family about my inceldom, I went to psych ward voluntarily. I talked with doctor openly about my problems and we both agreed, my problems can't be fixed there and I got out of there. Now I avoid anything like that because I don't want to risk being fed with poisonous meds I already ate when I was a child like risperidone.
This is what solitude, constant failure, humiliation and lack of sex and intimacy can do to a man. Effects are similar like being put in solitary confinement for a long time. Of course I regret everything bad I have done, I just want to have a bearable job, some old car and a loving partner. At least a sex life without having to pay escorts.
Lately after that I got my driver's license suspended for reckless driving. I asked the cop to shoot me who stopped me. He became very angry, told me to put hands up and stand against the car. The cop pointed me with a taser even through I didn't resist. Got handcuffed and went to jail while they get paperwork done. Got even higher fines from that but still no criminal record luckily. After all of that and arguing with my family about my inceldom, I went to psych ward voluntarily. I talked with doctor openly about my problems and we both agreed, my problems can't be fixed there and I got out of there. Now I avoid anything like that because I don't want to risk being fed with poisonous meds I already ate when I was a child like risperidone.
This is what solitude, constant failure, humiliation and lack of sex and intimacy can do to a man. Effects are similar like being put in solitary confinement for a long time. Of course I regret everything bad I have done, I just want to have a bearable job, some old car and a loving partner. At least a sex life without having to pay escorts.
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