hindercel
Delusional lunatic
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I used to attend mass weekly but I haven’t gone in around six months because I look and feel like a subhuman.
Every time I go in public I get brutally mogged, but in church, it’s a fucking nightmare.
At a certain point during mass, the priest will tell us all to “give our neighbor the sign of peace”. During this time most people will say “peace be upon you” to everyone around them.
But a lot of people start kissing their wives at that point in time.
There are so many times that I am Sitting there alone seeing the 6’2 HTN standing in front of me kissing his Catholic trad wife while I have to watch from below with my subhuman face that no girl wants. It is so brutal. I was quite the tradcuck all my life so that was literally my dream and I was seeing someone else experience it right in front of me.
It’s way worse than seeing another guy who looks better than me with a girlfriend at like the mall or something.
My looks are why I stopped going to church in person. I want to go back but I can’t handle the constant feeling of inferiority.
I get mogged everywhere I go but this is by far the saddest. I keep my composure well though. Nobody would know I’m even jealous.
Every time I go in public I get brutally mogged, but in church, it’s a fucking nightmare.
At a certain point during mass, the priest will tell us all to “give our neighbor the sign of peace”. During this time most people will say “peace be upon you” to everyone around them.
But a lot of people start kissing their wives at that point in time.
There are so many times that I am Sitting there alone seeing the 6’2 HTN standing in front of me kissing his Catholic trad wife while I have to watch from below with my subhuman face that no girl wants. It is so brutal. I was quite the tradcuck all my life so that was literally my dream and I was seeing someone else experience it right in front of me.
It’s way worse than seeing another guy who looks better than me with a girlfriend at like the mall or something.
My looks are why I stopped going to church in person. I want to go back but I can’t handle the constant feeling of inferiority.
I get mogged everywhere I go but this is by far the saddest. I keep my composure well though. Nobody would know I’m even jealous.





