The pain and hopelessness we experience on an avarage day is something a foid would probably only experience if she has a misscaridge or something, and even then she's still got chad to supply more seed for her offspring.
Imagine having to live every single day as a disapointment to your family, no one to talk to, rotting away in your room with meaningless distractions because you were born with a wonky face and brain that you have no control over.
I just want the pain to stop. I wanted to have beautiful children. I wanted to share my life with someone. I wanted to plant a herb garden with a 'special girld' but the world took my dreams and crushed them.
Am I a monster for wanting that which most others experience? I want to be naïve and bluepilled, blissfully unaware of foid nature. I don't want to be angry and empty all the times, why can't normies understand.
Why.
Imagine having to live every single day as a disapointment to your family, no one to talk to, rotting away in your room with meaningless distractions because you were born with a wonky face and brain that you have no control over.
I just want the pain to stop. I wanted to have beautiful children. I wanted to share my life with someone. I wanted to plant a herb garden with a 'special girld' but the world took my dreams and crushed them.
Am I a monster for wanting that which most others experience? I want to be naïve and bluepilled, blissfully unaware of foid nature. I don't want to be angry and empty all the times, why can't normies understand.
Why.
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