
dead.ahead
subhuman
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- Joined
- May 26, 2024
- Posts
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Hello. How are you?
I want to preface that I do not really hate you, no matter how much you destroy us incels reputation. But I also understand how you might find parts of the community offensive.
I come to you with a post I hope it finds you well. I just want to ask you a simple question; why? Why would you do what you do? I understand that a lot of our users aren’t the best people, but their messages are ultimately harmless. None of what they say will ever happen in reality and we all know it. Me personally, I do not wish to kill you all or hunt you. I understand that you’re people too, even if you despise us. You deserve to live and be happy just as much as any other person in this world.
What makes me sad is that you do not understand our suffering. Please put yourself in our place, even for a moment. You live your whole life, knowing that you will never, ever find another person to love. You will think to yourself; well, I’ll be fine on my own. But for how long, before loneliness, something that all of us humans feel regardless of our gender or biases, comes to you too? And no matter how hard you try, what approach you attempt, whether you feel like your suffering is justified or not - you simply cannot find a partner, anyone who at this point in your life is akin to a savior. No one wants to be alone. As much as it bothers other users,I do not truly hate women. I want to find a woman that would love me. I would treat her like a queen and never hurt her. I would make sure she is the happiest woman in the world - but only if I knew that she loved me back with the same burning desire as I do. I wouldn’t give that attention to someone who doesn’t deserve it, although when i am crying to myself at night it’s not always easy to say. In reality i feel like i could accept any woman as long as they loved me. I am not in the position to be choosy. I’m an incel; it would be nothing sort of a miracle to find someone who is attracted to me in any way. That will never happen. Both because I am too ugly physically to arouse any kind of interest from any woman - ugly or attractive, poor or rich, ecetera. But also because I am too damaged at this point, from years of isolation, suffering, crying, ruminating on killing myself every day of my worthless fucking life. There is nothing I want more, nothing I wouldn’t do, for this hell to finally end. I don’t want to be an incel. Nobody does. It’s horrible. It doesn’t surprise me that people who are incels end up as horrible people. It breaks you as a person, the knowledge. It strips you of your humanity, of any hope you might have had. You rot from the inside and you feel every single second of the process, until you start crying black tears from every orfice, knowing that every passing year the chances of a miracle are slimmer and slimmer.
In reality I do not think I hate anyone more than I hate myself and my own body. There is nothing I hate more than this prison I am put inside; this prison without walls that I live in. I learned not to blame human instinct, because it’s unchangeable. Some people just aren’t meant to be loved. Not because they are bad people or because they feel entitled to love, but because their physical body doesn’t appeal to human reproductive instincts. Nobody wants a short balding midget with a crooked nose as a partner, let alone a husband.
If I knew my life was like this, I would have never crawled out of the womb. I would rather dissolve or be aborted. The only reason why I haven’t killed myself is because I am too scared to do it. But I feel more and more inclined to every day. Chronic grief I experience every day is eating my mind alive, I feel my consciousness dissolving in the despair I feel. I just want to be normal. I just want to be normal. I don’t want to be an incel. I don’t want to be alone. I want to meet people and make memories and just be fucking normal for once in my stupid incel life. Is that too much to ask?
Yes. Because it will never happen . It’s literally out of my reach. Am I a bad person? Is that why I’m an incel? Because I’m evil? Because I hate women? Because I did not put in the work? Because I’m ugly?
I don’t know. I just don’t know anymore. Please help me someone before I blow my brains out. I don’t really want to die, but if that’s what it takes to end the pain, then so be it. I will kill myself. It’s better than being reminded what I’ll never have every day. The fact that people are making friends, memories, meeting the love of their lives, it seems so magical to me, so attractive. An I’ll never have it. Because I’m not normal.
Because I’m an incel!
With that said,
Kind regards,
XOXO dead.ahead.
Burn in hell you sadistic fucks
I want to preface that I do not really hate you, no matter how much you destroy us incels reputation. But I also understand how you might find parts of the community offensive.
I come to you with a post I hope it finds you well. I just want to ask you a simple question; why? Why would you do what you do? I understand that a lot of our users aren’t the best people, but their messages are ultimately harmless. None of what they say will ever happen in reality and we all know it. Me personally, I do not wish to kill you all or hunt you. I understand that you’re people too, even if you despise us. You deserve to live and be happy just as much as any other person in this world.
What makes me sad is that you do not understand our suffering. Please put yourself in our place, even for a moment. You live your whole life, knowing that you will never, ever find another person to love. You will think to yourself; well, I’ll be fine on my own. But for how long, before loneliness, something that all of us humans feel regardless of our gender or biases, comes to you too? And no matter how hard you try, what approach you attempt, whether you feel like your suffering is justified or not - you simply cannot find a partner, anyone who at this point in your life is akin to a savior. No one wants to be alone. As much as it bothers other users,I do not truly hate women. I want to find a woman that would love me. I would treat her like a queen and never hurt her. I would make sure she is the happiest woman in the world - but only if I knew that she loved me back with the same burning desire as I do. I wouldn’t give that attention to someone who doesn’t deserve it, although when i am crying to myself at night it’s not always easy to say. In reality i feel like i could accept any woman as long as they loved me. I am not in the position to be choosy. I’m an incel; it would be nothing sort of a miracle to find someone who is attracted to me in any way. That will never happen. Both because I am too ugly physically to arouse any kind of interest from any woman - ugly or attractive, poor or rich, ecetera. But also because I am too damaged at this point, from years of isolation, suffering, crying, ruminating on killing myself every day of my worthless fucking life. There is nothing I want more, nothing I wouldn’t do, for this hell to finally end. I don’t want to be an incel. Nobody does. It’s horrible. It doesn’t surprise me that people who are incels end up as horrible people. It breaks you as a person, the knowledge. It strips you of your humanity, of any hope you might have had. You rot from the inside and you feel every single second of the process, until you start crying black tears from every orfice, knowing that every passing year the chances of a miracle are slimmer and slimmer.
In reality I do not think I hate anyone more than I hate myself and my own body. There is nothing I hate more than this prison I am put inside; this prison without walls that I live in. I learned not to blame human instinct, because it’s unchangeable. Some people just aren’t meant to be loved. Not because they are bad people or because they feel entitled to love, but because their physical body doesn’t appeal to human reproductive instincts. Nobody wants a short balding midget with a crooked nose as a partner, let alone a husband.
If I knew my life was like this, I would have never crawled out of the womb. I would rather dissolve or be aborted. The only reason why I haven’t killed myself is because I am too scared to do it. But I feel more and more inclined to every day. Chronic grief I experience every day is eating my mind alive, I feel my consciousness dissolving in the despair I feel. I just want to be normal. I just want to be normal. I don’t want to be an incel. I don’t want to be alone. I want to meet people and make memories and just be fucking normal for once in my stupid incel life. Is that too much to ask?
Yes. Because it will never happen . It’s literally out of my reach. Am I a bad person? Is that why I’m an incel? Because I’m evil? Because I hate women? Because I did not put in the work? Because I’m ugly?
I don’t know. I just don’t know anymore. Please help me someone before I blow my brains out. I don’t really want to die, but if that’s what it takes to end the pain, then so be it. I will kill myself. It’s better than being reminded what I’ll never have every day. The fact that people are making friends, memories, meeting the love of their lives, it seems so magical to me, so attractive. An I’ll never have it. Because I’m not normal.
Because I’m an incel!
With that said,
Kind regards,
XOXO dead.ahead.
Burn in hell you sadistic fucks