Her parents were family friends, so seeing her at family functions all of the time was the most brutal thing. Something about seeing the girl you’re in love with being In the same room as your own family, laughing and smiling together, makes your heart feel a certain way. I’m one of the few incels that have been in this situation and it was fucking brutal. Seeing her with your own flesh and blood makes it feel like you’re with her already, meanwhile she had a boyfriend the entire time but still chose to play with my feelings. I never got to hold her hand, kiss her, or anything. I only got to see her innocent looking gaze that she would torture me with whenever I saw her. Say what you will about being a oneitis cuck, but I was only 14 years old. Still, I wouldn’t wish satan himself to experiencing what I experienced, along with the isolation I had to feel after it was over with. All of the puking I did outside of my family house from nerves and anxiety as she laughed with my own family in the house while I sat on the cold sidewalk and cried. Love for an incel is brutal. Many incels complain about a lack of sex, and I get it completely, but a lack of that true childlike love is a true curse. Fuck that girl and her college boyfriend that fills her holes, I hope they both fucking perish