Well, I always say that time, like money, is meant for wasting.
But yeah, at 35 years old I feel ancient. I am perving on teenagers all the time, making me even grosser. But it's not just I covet young girls, I also feel shafted that I never got to enjoy my prime. I've turned into a limp-dicked old man who can barely move his heavy body around.
I've noticed a lot of incels fixate on jailbait, and youth in general. I think we are stunted at adolescence. We never really went through a proper adolescence, so instead we are perpetually longing for a youth that can never be. It's useless to worry over the past, but regardless regret for wasting our youth and fear at getting older come up frequently on this forum. And I am completely with you guys in that respect, perhaps more so since I am literally middle aged now.
I'm going to try to pretend to be a decade younger than I am, because people my age seem like they've been battered by life both mentally and physically. My peers' faces and bodies seem grotesque to me, and the jaded way they talk about sex highlights my lack of experience.
It's always like, "Ho hum, so I had sex with him and he broke up with me the next week. I blew his room-mate for revenge, and I was going to go down on his sister too, but she was on the rag so it didn't happen. The sex was boring anyway, and the worst part is he still owes me 10 dollars! Anyway, now I put all that loose sex behind me, and am ready for a relationship with a stable guy who can support himself." How can I relate to that?