Mental health, fuck you cucktears, you can't undo a lifetime of dysfunction and dejection, especially not as an ugly male, and especially not when the mental health industry is the self-serving virtue-signaling pill-pushing racket it is now.
As if we don't have enough gymcels here jfl. By the time you've gotten anything even halfway resembling Chad's body, the only thing you'll be able to talk about is protein powder. You have to hammer the gym to oblivion just to escape skinnyfat mode when you have incel genetics.
What if people within a hundred-mile radius who find my interests interesting are so rare, I could count them on one hand? What if my range of interests is so narrow, they're all I could ever talk about? What if no topics interest me? Stop dousing your brain with soy so you can use it for once.
Yeah, tell that to the guy who can't even get hired for blue collar work jfl. The economy blows. There are so many guys who are in the catch-22 situation where they can't get work because they don't have job experience because they can't get work. I thought you were against classism, cucktears. Why so little regard for the lumpenproletariat?
Style and grooming, yeah okay, how should I style my thinning hair that's been receding since before I could vote? Do you want me to braid my pubic hair? Tie bows on my eyelashes? Jfl at you.
So you want me to give up porn, do you? Give myself blueballs? Okay, then will you cut me slack when I start acting thirsty and desperate around females? No? Okay, then fuck off.
Push myself outside my comfort zone to improve my social skills? Sure! I'll go to the park and ask strangers about their day! No? Too creepy? Okay, then I'll take some vocational courses and chat with the other students. No? I shouldn't bother people when they're trying to learn a trade? Fine. How about going to community colle- oh, wait, all the courses are full, and I'd still be bothering people who are trying to learn anyway. Fuck off cucktears.
Reaching a point where I'm what? Happy and secure on my own? And women can sense it? Wow, it's mind-reading! Magic! I'm getting a plane ride to Britain right now so I can pay Hogwarts a visit.
Brainless soy-addict human trash get the fuck off my computer screen.