Abi
The biggest mentalcell is preparing for revenge...
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I would like to introduce my features to you, first of all I am 5'11, my face 10/6 or 10/5.5 or worse I don't know, I am currently overweight, non-NT, im 20 years old.
I was born in a shitty Middle Eastern country where the minimum wage is 150 dollars and it is a country of fear governed by a dictatorship.
I had a breech birth in my 10th month, so my brain was damaged and my neck was crooked at 190 degrees for a while as a child.
I was born to a poor family and I was always in fights and noise. When I started school, the other kids would exclude me because I was introverted and unsocial, they would make fun of me and even hit my head on the door when I was 8 or 10 years old, I had good grades at first, but for these reasons I left school when I was 12 and never went, I didn't go to school despite being forced to do so and my education life here was completely trash. When I was 13 I had completely dropped out of school and was staying at home and was constantly fighting with my mother and father so much so that I was violent towards them and I would ask them everything that happened over and over again and I would repeat the actions, I was completely antisocial I would never go out and I would stay at home and play games, watch YouTube and cry and fight with my mother and father and this was happening all the time and I would not stop, my relatives were advising them to put me in a mental hospital but my family refused.
When I was 14, I started eating too much to be like the fat kid who bullied me at school. I would eat more than 10 meals a day, so much so that I would eat more than 10 meals a day and I would drink liters of coca cola a day. My family couldn't object to this. I would yell and fight. So I was 60 kilos and 3 years later I was a 120 kilo fat guy. Of course, after years, I lost the weight I gained by starving myself at certain intervals for months (the shit you call water fasting). I started to lose weight from 117 kilos to 88 kilos and when I returned from the military, I dropped to 76 kilos. 1 year and 6 months later, as I write this shit, I am 95 kilos.)
I was 15-16 years old and at a wedding, I went to stab an old man in the arm just because he swore at me and I was drunk at the time,. I had no friends or girlfriends. When I was little, there was a girl I liked at school but when I was 16, I felt like she looked at me like a freak when she saw me. In the town where I lived, everyone described me as mentally ill, but I continued my asocial life, and when I turned 18, 18 months of compulsory military service was waiting for me.
I passed the examination and since I did not pay a bribe, I joined the army, although everyone knew that I was sick. I went to the army and everything happened as I expected, the other soldiers started to exclude me because I was not enterprising or social and they kept insulting me like a snitch behind my back and I was excluded so much so that I was fighting with them every day and the ranking officers were punishing me for this.
I can't tell you about it. I wanted to commit suicide and when I wrote a suicide note to the garrison commander, they delivered the note to my family and called them to the garrison and I warned my family not to come.
There is a lot to tell believe me but I don't want to tell you and I am not that energetic. I was put in a mental hospital 3 times during my compulsory military service which I had to do for 18 months. I cut myself with a razor to get out of that hell and my ticket out of that hell was this:
While I was in the mental hospital I got into a fight with another man and after breaking the man's leg I tried to choke him to death. They discharged me from the army as crazy in my 12th month.
I returned from the military and months later, I got a shitty paying job and it's still going on. I didn't even know what incel meant. I learned it about 6 months ago.
I didn't even know what incel meant. I learned it about 6 months ago.
When I came home from work by bus, there was a neighbor girl on the bus and we looked at each other. To be honest, she looked at me first and I continued but I never tried to talk because I can't and I'm glad I didn't.
One day I saw that girl with men and when I got home I tore everything to pieces so much that my hands were bleeding like water, who would want to be with a sick person?. Believe me, I have so many things to tell but I've only summarized 30% of my life story here, and I found this forum thanks to chatgpt because I was terribly lonely about a month ago.
Sorted out the story for you, @Abi. You're definitely a mentalcel. I'm sorry this all befell upon you.
Fakecel Dickhead
fucking infiltrator, I don't live in usa