KetamineAddictYoda
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- Nov 5, 2021
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I remember scrolling through Reddit during my first year of high school and some user whining about evil incels. I went to the incel subreddit, was extremely confused, and left to quickly forgot about it. I soon rediscovered the community, learned what it was truly about, and began to regularly participate. At first I coped by believing there was still hope for me. Surely I could practice looksmaxxing and being outgoing. Maybe even some mewing. Although I shared similar struggles to these internet strangers, I was different. But as the years passed and I remained alone, I gradually came to accept more and more of the blackpill. Rejections, friendzoning, ignoring, mockery and more were too much to bear. All the effort I expended amounted to nothing while Chad had women literally approaching him... I should've listened to my "friends" that labelled me the ugliest of the group, the redditors who rated me a 2/10, and my parents who stopped asking about my love life. After graduating college, I now accept that it isn't over for me just yet, but only because it never truly began.