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I was at my therapists office today.
He works with a lot of other therapists in a kind of a mental health clinic.
Anyway, I sat in the lobby waiting for my appointment.
At first, I was the only one there.
Then, more and more foids showed up for their appointments.
They all ignored me, of course. Or pretended to.
My therapist came and got me for my appointment first.
So, I stood up and walked out of the lobby to his office.
As I was walking out………every foid in the room looked up and stared at me.
No, it was not the lustful looks they would’ve given Chad.
But rather it was looks of fear and relief that I was leaving.
Maybe it was because I dress in all black.
Black hat, black shirt, black pants and black combat boots and black gloves.
But it’s probably more likely that they looked at me that way because I am subhuman.
Even in a room full of crazy, ugly, fat foids, I am unwanted presence.
If I can’t be accepted by the most disgusting foids, what chance do I have with any foid?
He works with a lot of other therapists in a kind of a mental health clinic.
Anyway, I sat in the lobby waiting for my appointment.
At first, I was the only one there.
Then, more and more foids showed up for their appointments.
They all ignored me, of course. Or pretended to.
My therapist came and got me for my appointment first.
So, I stood up and walked out of the lobby to his office.
As I was walking out………every foid in the room looked up and stared at me.
No, it was not the lustful looks they would’ve given Chad.
But rather it was looks of fear and relief that I was leaving.
Maybe it was because I dress in all black.
Black hat, black shirt, black pants and black combat boots and black gloves.
But it’s probably more likely that they looked at me that way because I am subhuman.
Even in a room full of crazy, ugly, fat foids, I am unwanted presence.
If I can’t be accepted by the most disgusting foids, what chance do I have with any foid?
