Every time I go outside, most people look at me with hate—or like I’ve committed a crime. Lol.
When it’s not a hateful look, it’s fear. Like they think I’m about to punch them and rob their money.
It’s really depressing and it kills me inside. Every time I walk past a group—especially teenagers—there’s this silence. They stare at me, and their whole attitude shifts.
Am I a perfect man? Am I a saint? No.
But as the years go by, the looks just get more intense.
Sometimes it’s scary, because it feels like they’re the ones about to attack me.
People have always treated me like this. Even my own father told me in high school that I looked like a criminal. And my dumb younger self thought that was "cool" at the time.
Now I realize that looking like a criminal isn't a compliment. I must look like a sex offender or something. If I looked like a gang member or a tough guy, maybe people would still fear me—but in a different way.
This is what people on IT forums and anti-incel spaces don’t understand: your appearance is everything. It’s who you are to others. People don’t care about who you are inside—they never do.
How can I ever connect with someone if they look at me and see a rapist or a killer?
Two things happened today that made me write this post.
First, a man saw me locking up my bike and looked at me like I was stealing it. I could tell from his face that he almost stopped to call the cops. Lol.
Later that evening, a woman walking by gave me a fake smile and said “Good evening,” then quickly looked down like she was terrified.
I don’t know, guys. It’s starting to get hard to handle. It really kills me inside to realize that I’ve always been treated like a weirdo—an
d probably always will be.
When it’s not a hateful look, it’s fear. Like they think I’m about to punch them and rob their money.
It’s really depressing and it kills me inside. Every time I walk past a group—especially teenagers—there’s this silence. They stare at me, and their whole attitude shifts.
Am I a perfect man? Am I a saint? No.
But as the years go by, the looks just get more intense.
Sometimes it’s scary, because it feels like they’re the ones about to attack me.
People have always treated me like this. Even my own father told me in high school that I looked like a criminal. And my dumb younger self thought that was "cool" at the time.
Now I realize that looking like a criminal isn't a compliment. I must look like a sex offender or something. If I looked like a gang member or a tough guy, maybe people would still fear me—but in a different way.
This is what people on IT forums and anti-incel spaces don’t understand: your appearance is everything. It’s who you are to others. People don’t care about who you are inside—they never do.
How can I ever connect with someone if they look at me and see a rapist or a killer?
Two things happened today that made me write this post.
First, a man saw me locking up my bike and looked at me like I was stealing it. I could tell from his face that he almost stopped to call the cops. Lol.
Later that evening, a woman walking by gave me a fake smile and said “Good evening,” then quickly looked down like she was terrified.
I don’t know, guys. It’s starting to get hard to handle. It really kills me inside to realize that I’ve always been treated like a weirdo—an
d probably always will be.
