It's honestly insane that I have been lurking and posting on this forum for over 6 years now, aka half a decade aka OVER 2,190 days!!!!
In this time period, I have walked down many dark paths. In some trails, I was treated to intersecting paths of light, but these breakthroughs were often sparse and heavily influenced by circumstantial events....such as binging on drugs just to deal with an existence ruled by wage slaving and mediocrity.
In fact, in this period of time, this forum was, and still is, one of the few places online where I could spill my guts without worrying about getting downvoted on some cuck platform (Reddit), or losing friends due to non NT traits, which inevitably happened the following years after graduating high school.
My standard of living has become practically stagnant, glued to a NEET/reclusive exhibit, like some sort of feral animal stuck in a cosmic gag reel for moggers to point fingers and laugh at. But I don't care anymore. My main concern is if I will ever see my onitus in the future, her existence looping like a broken record over and over again in my cranium.
As my blackpilled ass sits here and realizes that this is the last place I have left social wise, I can only nonchalantly question one thing.
What's next?
In this time period, I have walked down many dark paths. In some trails, I was treated to intersecting paths of light, but these breakthroughs were often sparse and heavily influenced by circumstantial events....such as binging on drugs just to deal with an existence ruled by wage slaving and mediocrity.
In fact, in this period of time, this forum was, and still is, one of the few places online where I could spill my guts without worrying about getting downvoted on some cuck platform (Reddit), or losing friends due to non NT traits, which inevitably happened the following years after graduating high school.
My standard of living has become practically stagnant, glued to a NEET/reclusive exhibit, like some sort of feral animal stuck in a cosmic gag reel for moggers to point fingers and laugh at. But I don't care anymore. My main concern is if I will ever see my onitus in the future, her existence looping like a broken record over and over again in my cranium.
As my blackpilled ass sits here and realizes that this is the last place I have left social wise, I can only nonchalantly question one thing.
What's next?
