I'm not so sure that "having the experiences" will make aging easier to cope with. In my worldview, it's worse to have something and lose it than never have it at all. Perhaps I'm an outlier. I think our experience leads to realizations about life that usually come later for most normal people. The reality of death and decay and the ensuing meaninglessness. When you're alone and detached from "the game" or the desires of "the will". You see how pointless life really is. Most people spend the third quarter of their lives chasing sex and whatever would give them a competitive advantage in the sexual marketplace. Then people spend the next third raising children. Then they can cope by living vicariously through their children and grandchildren. Most people never really face the raw reality of aging and death until they're very close to the end of their lives. As an incel, you pick up on it quicker than most who ever do. Life in reality, absolutely sucks. Your youth or "prime" is a flicker and it fades sooner than you realize. Then you're left with the rest of your life that will never live up to it as potential fades. It's not about dreams, it's about being truly alive, being able to do whatever you desire. When you're old the oppressive nature of the universe is hard to ignore. But as an incel, you never had any potential to be with. All you could've seen is the aforementioned reality long before your peers will.
