A day in the life of a skinnyfag truecel. A true story.

[Panda]

Actual story from 7th grade.

>be me. (approximation)

>6:40am. wake up.
>drink Arizona tea, skip breakfast
>butterflies start to set in
>nervous about your day ahead
>put on your favorite jeans and hoodie

>get on bus
>kids behind you throwing paper at you and laughing
>feelsbadman
>walk into the school doors into a crown of hundreds of normalfags talking
>group of chads watch your every move in peripherals
>hide in corner until the bell rings

>sit through boring classes alone, always under constant muscle tension.
>have to pee
>go to bathroom
>3 chads in bathroom. laugh at me behind my back
>try to pee, cant pee.
>as i leave bathroom get called faggot
>walking back to class
>stacy from grade above puts her arm around me and sings
>i rush into the library while getting laughed at

>go back to class
>chads whisper my name behind me 
>laughter

>go to lunch
>eat bag of chips alone in the corner
>group of chads and stacies throw french fry tips at me
>INTERNALRAGE
>heart rate 120bpm
>not enough strength to do anything about it
>throat swells, hold back tears.
>bell rings

>go to gym
>walk slow so i can have the locker room to myself
>end up getting there early
>change into gym shorts and tshirt infront of my bullies
>be 90lbs
>hold back tears
>wasnt taunted today, phew.
>run in circles 
>random basketball to the face
>laughter from the corner
>nose bleeding
>go to nurse
>come back
>get laughed at for actually trying in gym
>chad gym teacher rolls his eyes at me

>go to history class
>stacy ironically says hi to me smiling then laughing
>INTERNALRAGE
>do nothing


>go to band
>new songs handed out today
>attempt to get the lead snare roll for the first time in 2 years
>snags the lead paper before anyone else
>chad snare player tells band teacher he has the roll anyways
>wtf
>maybe next time
>move equipment into auditorium stage
>guy whispers behind the stage curtains
>hey come here
>i come closer
>get sucker punched in the stomach
>fall to floor
>becky sees everything, does nothing.

>last bell rings
>walk to bus
>spring weather
>transition lenses morph into sunglasses from the sun
>get taunted by a group of high school chads
>get on bus
>derelict tells me i look like an alien

>go home
>check youtube
>mean comments on my skateboarding videos from my bullies
>cry on couch
>mom comes downstairs
>whatswrong??
>i hate my life
>dont worry it gets better. 
>popular cheerleader stacy sister tells me to suck it up

>10 years later. 
>dead inside
>lonely
>blackpill on incelboard
>get taunted by sex having insecure chadlite fakecels 
>GoER.jpg
>

 

[nausea]

>group of chads and stacies throw french fry tips at me
>INTERNALRAGE

elab?

 

[Homosapicuckus]

didntread

 

[Jockcel]

TLDR

 

[undeadcel]

Its over, even going ER isnt enough

 

[KilluminoidBR]

That guy isnt even ugly, stupid post.

 

[Zyros]

Great post. This should honestly be stickied so cucktears maybe understands that inceldom is not caused by "muh being bitter mysogynist".

I did not suffer so much bullying per day, I was a bit more invisible but still received bullying everyday and it turned me from an optimistic "I will own the world" kid to a bitter misantropist that planned school massacres in his mind even before school shootings were a known thing in here. Looks are EVERYTHING. I went from being treated great as a kid by everyone (which made me be the "I can achieve anything" kid) to be outright bullied by almost everyone as my looks worsened a lot due to bad puberty.

 

[KV3]

>chad in band
You know you’re ugly if you consider any band kid a chad.

This story was pure suifuel, in your place I’d shoot up my school the next day