I'm asking this from a place of having heard all of the usual bluepilled platitudes and shit.
Do hobbies even matter? I have always thought that hobbies matter when you have someone to share them with. Just sharing your thoughts, progress, interests with someone irl, not necessarily engaging in the same hobbies consistently. Just the fact that someone shows interest in one's hobbies I feel is a factor that makes their pursuit worthwhile.
It's not that I don't have hobbies, I do. Perhaps too many of them.
The main question is, can hobbies really distract one consistently from one's status of inceldom, and from his loneliness and despair? I feel like there might be something resembling dopamine resistance so that there is a continuous cycling of hobbies to get more dopamine out of them, or something. Perhaps it's just me though.
On a related note, hobbies are always sold as these grand habits that will somehow boost your personality or increase your desirability, but I honestly cannot see the causal link. In what way do hobbies do that? It was never explained to me, even when I asked. My hobbies are extremely niche and nerdy, is it just a me problem then? When people talk generally about hobbies, do they mean ones that normies generally engage in, and not even the somewhat niche ones? Even then, I do not understand how even the most normie hobbies can improve one. For sure I think they're a way to pass the time, I mean, they objectively are. But anything past that? You can derive joy from them, sure, but then what? How do they change me? What is the process?
You know what I think actually changes people? Other people. Feeling wanted, somewhat integrated, but at the same time having some one who can spur you to improve without forcing you. That's why I think hobbies are more of a background noise sort of thing that allows for relationships to progress.
It's the same with gaming. I played games I didn't even like for thousands of hours because I had a good community of people that legitimately had fun in passing the time together, so even if the game was utter shit, we still played it to gather up and pass the time. It was a very real moment. I'm sure others can relate to this.
Do hobbies even matter? I have always thought that hobbies matter when you have someone to share them with. Just sharing your thoughts, progress, interests with someone irl, not necessarily engaging in the same hobbies consistently. Just the fact that someone shows interest in one's hobbies I feel is a factor that makes their pursuit worthwhile.
It's not that I don't have hobbies, I do. Perhaps too many of them.
The main question is, can hobbies really distract one consistently from one's status of inceldom, and from his loneliness and despair? I feel like there might be something resembling dopamine resistance so that there is a continuous cycling of hobbies to get more dopamine out of them, or something. Perhaps it's just me though.
On a related note, hobbies are always sold as these grand habits that will somehow boost your personality or increase your desirability, but I honestly cannot see the causal link. In what way do hobbies do that? It was never explained to me, even when I asked. My hobbies are extremely niche and nerdy, is it just a me problem then? When people talk generally about hobbies, do they mean ones that normies generally engage in, and not even the somewhat niche ones? Even then, I do not understand how even the most normie hobbies can improve one. For sure I think they're a way to pass the time, I mean, they objectively are. But anything past that? You can derive joy from them, sure, but then what? How do they change me? What is the process?
You know what I think actually changes people? Other people. Feeling wanted, somewhat integrated, but at the same time having some one who can spur you to improve without forcing you. That's why I think hobbies are more of a background noise sort of thing that allows for relationships to progress.
It's the same with gaming. I played games I didn't even like for thousands of hours because I had a good community of people that legitimately had fun in passing the time together, so even if the game was utter shit, we still played it to gather up and pass the time. It was a very real moment. I'm sure others can relate to this.
