I would like scream at my parents and shit to leave me alone and respect my privacy and shit. But they wouldnt. Basically constant bombardment of stress and invasion of privacy until I stopped caring about my body and external circumstances and just rotted and daydreamed all day. Cant invade my daydreams


It's a giga failo that modern psychology seletively underplays the influence of experiences men have on their life outcomes. Instead they root everything in the mind. Whether you were actually abused or not does not even matter, all that matters is
what you believe. That beliefs can result from repeated experience is not a very pleasant revelation for them, as that would imply that incels and similar groups of men have legitimate negative experiences that turn them into what they are. In this view, society and especially women would be responsible for the monsters they create. Ouch.
Just an example, here we get a quote about one of the fathers of modern trauma theory, bessel van der kolk:
And this is why I am now diagnosed anxiety, CPTSD and autism guys



Everything you tell the doctor is just a story to them, a narrative you tell to yourself. Your life is a post-modern fiction without any connection to real life. Is it any surprise these groups are drawn to eastern philosophy, which denies the existence of the self, reality and causality? Is it any surprise they believe gender is a fiction? The doctor sees himself as a sort of movie critic who writes a column on your life, the title of which is your diagnosis.
"Boy abused by parents, this evening on FOX"
"Dirty inkwell harbors resentment for opposite sex after repeated rejections - tomorrow on HBO"
His job is then to run you through this publishing process, where they make you restate what happened to you over and over, while slowly changing your interpretation of your own story by adding and removing stuff. At least thats what they tell you. Remember, in their view there is no real events, just interpretation. So when they tell you to "reframe negative cognitive patterns" or whatever, they are actually saying, "edit the story to be more positive." You have no life in their view, you are just a narrative that tells itself, and they have permission to edit you until you fit their definition of healthy.
For example when I was in treatment, the doctor would selectively deny parts of my story while affirming others. They dont care what actually happened. From their perspective its basically like making a student write a short story and then being like "read it again boy"... "again" and sometimes going like "stop, that part, line 25... cut that... replace that with eeeh hmm
i love myself and solemnly swear to do no harm good good, now read it again" - thats therapy.