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[Context]
When you are disruptively ugly, it causes humans to break the social contract and behave in ways they are not supposed to behave. Your ugly looks cause them genuine revulsion, and they react strongly in ways difficult to believe in order to express their disgust.
I am 31 years old and I’ve seemingly had some bad experiences only a few others had.
Human men literally spat on the ground after seeing my face. I’ve heard humans literally whisper in shock to each other behind my back as I walked past them ‘’that one is so ugly’’ and ‘’what a face on that one’’. Human women physically recoil and audibly mutter some form of ‘’Ugghhh!’’
These are not one-off experiences. Everything above happened to me SEVERAL TIMES. Needless to say, as a sensitive subhuman autist, they crushed my SOUL. These incidents would leave me shattered for the rest of the day, sometimes for severals days, and sometimes I cried.
One time, as I was walking down the street, a human man coming from the opposite looked at me and just exclaimed ‘’Jesus Christ!’’. But we are Romanians. We may be heavily influenced by American culture and media which is in English and a lot of Romanians speak English, but we’re still Romanian.
At the time, I coped and joked telling myself that I was so ‘powerful’, that I caused another human to talk in another language. But there is no ‘power’ here. This isn’t an anime where you channel bad things into something good. This is the real life and there is only bad.
What I am experiencing should not happen. This is not normal. I mean WHO THE FUCK DOES THIS. WHO THE FUCK BEHAVES LIKE THIS. THIS SHOULDN’T BE HAPPENING. MAYBE A 5-YEAR OLD KID WHO DOESN’T KNOW SOCIAL ETIQUETTE RESTRAINT YET MIGHT BE BEHAVING LIKE THIS, BUT NOT ADULT HUMANS.
SHIT LIKE THIS IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN MOVIES FROM THE OVER THE TOP COMICALLY EVIL BULLIES. WHO THE FUCK SPITS ON THE GROUND AS A WAY TO EXPRESS THEIR DISGUST TO YOU? THIS IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN THE MOVIES. IN A CLINT EASTWOOD MOVIE WHEN THE BAD MEXICAN GUY SPITS ON THE GROUND SHORTLY BEFORE STARTING TO SHOOT CLINT EASTWOOD.
I cannot live like this anymore. I literally cannot step outside without humans reacting violently to me. It causes me intense anxiety and mental anguish when I see their disgust towards me expressed in such strong ways.
[Health issues]
I don’t know if anyone noticed my absence the past month. I’ve been busy with health matters on top of my job.
I got Covid in 2021 and I did not go to the doctor due to the reasons mentioned above. I never got diagnosed and treated officially. My parents also got Covid and they gave me a mixture of the medicine they got recommended. I eventually got better, but there was an aftereffect.
I remained with the slight need to clear my throat. It wasn’t that bad at first and I could ignore it. But after months and years, it has gotten progressively worse now in 2025. There is something constantly in my throat and it doesn’t go away if I clear my throat. I’ve also been feeling the constant need to cough since 2024. This causes me to have trouble falling asleep because coughing is too distracting.
It got so bad that I was able to overcome my intense anxiety and I went to get checked. In case anyone was wondering, I’ve been busy with doctors, clinics and hospitals lately.
[Why I decided to stop following the treatments]
Something happened yesterday. I had an appointment to get a radiography. I took a shower, used deodorant, trimmed my pathetic excuse for a beard, used a cream to conceal my acne, used hair wax to style my hair, brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash, cleaned my glasses, wore my best (and only) pair of pants, and my best T-shirt.
I was feeling the sentiment of ‘’confidence’’. It was good. I was doing all I could, it literally couldn’t be better than that.
I exited my apartment building and went to the left. It took about 30 seconds to cross paths with another human who was coming from the opposite. It was an older human woman. I steered a bit to the left because I wanted to giver her her give a bit more space on the walkway. I felt proud of my spacial awareness and civic spirit.
She gets closer to me, looks at my face, and mutters the most audible ‘’UGHHHHH!’’ huff I heard in my life. The most aggressive sigh I heard in my life and it pierced me. It made me finally see. I spent an hour earlier getting ready and being as presentable as possible, but it did not matter because humans still see as a disgusting subhuman mutant.
My mind was blank for about 30 seconds, then I asked myself ‘’what am I doing here ? why am I going to take a radiography ?’’
Really, what is the point of medical treatment ? To get better ? Better for what ? For a longer life with more suffering ? I will never have a wife to grow up with. Will never have children to guide through their lives and see them become indepent and succesful.
Not to mention medicine and treatments are expensive. Purchasing expensive medicine to get ‘’better’’, but in reality it’s actually prolonging my suffering and pain.
Forcing myself to go outside and be exposed to the violent reactions of disgust from the humans, wasting my time.
It feels like cuckoldry to be a subhuman truecel and pursue a medical treatment just to essentially extend your misery.
I still went and took the X-ray, but I will not be returning to get the results and interpretation. I will finish taking the medicine I’ve already purchased, but I will not return to any clinic or doctor.
I’ve always known I will not reach 45 years of age. I estimate my parents will die of old age / poor health in 5 - 7 years.
Once they both die, I intend to quit my job, because I only have this job to make my parents proud of me. I don’t want them to die worrying about me becoming homeless. And there is no fucking way I wageslave an entry level call center job for NOTHING. The whole point of wageslaving is betabuxxing. You work hard to provide, and you get women’s holes as a reward.
I will then live off the remaining savings and I hope to synchronize them with my death.
If I spend all the money before I die, I will go for plan B to avoid homelessness: sleeping pills, alcohol and gas stove.
And this is it. The grandiose plan for my ''life''. While normies make family plans and holiday plans, I make death plans.
When you are disruptively ugly, it causes humans to break the social contract and behave in ways they are not supposed to behave. Your ugly looks cause them genuine revulsion, and they react strongly in ways difficult to believe in order to express their disgust.
I am 31 years old and I’ve seemingly had some bad experiences only a few others had.
Human men literally spat on the ground after seeing my face. I’ve heard humans literally whisper in shock to each other behind my back as I walked past them ‘’that one is so ugly’’ and ‘’what a face on that one’’. Human women physically recoil and audibly mutter some form of ‘’Ugghhh!’’
These are not one-off experiences. Everything above happened to me SEVERAL TIMES. Needless to say, as a sensitive subhuman autist, they crushed my SOUL. These incidents would leave me shattered for the rest of the day, sometimes for severals days, and sometimes I cried.
One time, as I was walking down the street, a human man coming from the opposite looked at me and just exclaimed ‘’Jesus Christ!’’. But we are Romanians. We may be heavily influenced by American culture and media which is in English and a lot of Romanians speak English, but we’re still Romanian.
At the time, I coped and joked telling myself that I was so ‘powerful’, that I caused another human to talk in another language. But there is no ‘power’ here. This isn’t an anime where you channel bad things into something good. This is the real life and there is only bad.
What I am experiencing should not happen. This is not normal. I mean WHO THE FUCK DOES THIS. WHO THE FUCK BEHAVES LIKE THIS. THIS SHOULDN’T BE HAPPENING. MAYBE A 5-YEAR OLD KID WHO DOESN’T KNOW SOCIAL ETIQUETTE RESTRAINT YET MIGHT BE BEHAVING LIKE THIS, BUT NOT ADULT HUMANS.
SHIT LIKE THIS IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN MOVIES FROM THE OVER THE TOP COMICALLY EVIL BULLIES. WHO THE FUCK SPITS ON THE GROUND AS A WAY TO EXPRESS THEIR DISGUST TO YOU? THIS IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN THE MOVIES. IN A CLINT EASTWOOD MOVIE WHEN THE BAD MEXICAN GUY SPITS ON THE GROUND SHORTLY BEFORE STARTING TO SHOOT CLINT EASTWOOD.
I cannot live like this anymore. I literally cannot step outside without humans reacting violently to me. It causes me intense anxiety and mental anguish when I see their disgust towards me expressed in such strong ways.
[Health issues]
I don’t know if anyone noticed my absence the past month. I’ve been busy with health matters on top of my job.
I got Covid in 2021 and I did not go to the doctor due to the reasons mentioned above. I never got diagnosed and treated officially. My parents also got Covid and they gave me a mixture of the medicine they got recommended. I eventually got better, but there was an aftereffect.
I remained with the slight need to clear my throat. It wasn’t that bad at first and I could ignore it. But after months and years, it has gotten progressively worse now in 2025. There is something constantly in my throat and it doesn’t go away if I clear my throat. I’ve also been feeling the constant need to cough since 2024. This causes me to have trouble falling asleep because coughing is too distracting.
It got so bad that I was able to overcome my intense anxiety and I went to get checked. In case anyone was wondering, I’ve been busy with doctors, clinics and hospitals lately.
[Why I decided to stop following the treatments]
Something happened yesterday. I had an appointment to get a radiography. I took a shower, used deodorant, trimmed my pathetic excuse for a beard, used a cream to conceal my acne, used hair wax to style my hair, brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash, cleaned my glasses, wore my best (and only) pair of pants, and my best T-shirt.
I was feeling the sentiment of ‘’confidence’’. It was good. I was doing all I could, it literally couldn’t be better than that.
I exited my apartment building and went to the left. It took about 30 seconds to cross paths with another human who was coming from the opposite. It was an older human woman. I steered a bit to the left because I wanted to giver her her give a bit more space on the walkway. I felt proud of my spacial awareness and civic spirit.
She gets closer to me, looks at my face, and mutters the most audible ‘’UGHHHHH!’’ huff I heard in my life. The most aggressive sigh I heard in my life and it pierced me. It made me finally see. I spent an hour earlier getting ready and being as presentable as possible, but it did not matter because humans still see as a disgusting subhuman mutant.
My mind was blank for about 30 seconds, then I asked myself ‘’what am I doing here ? why am I going to take a radiography ?’’
Really, what is the point of medical treatment ? To get better ? Better for what ? For a longer life with more suffering ? I will never have a wife to grow up with. Will never have children to guide through their lives and see them become indepent and succesful.
Not to mention medicine and treatments are expensive. Purchasing expensive medicine to get ‘’better’’, but in reality it’s actually prolonging my suffering and pain.
Forcing myself to go outside and be exposed to the violent reactions of disgust from the humans, wasting my time.
It feels like cuckoldry to be a subhuman truecel and pursue a medical treatment just to essentially extend your misery.
I still went and took the X-ray, but I will not be returning to get the results and interpretation. I will finish taking the medicine I’ve already purchased, but I will not return to any clinic or doctor.
I’ve always known I will not reach 45 years of age. I estimate my parents will die of old age / poor health in 5 - 7 years.
Once they both die, I intend to quit my job, because I only have this job to make my parents proud of me. I don’t want them to die worrying about me becoming homeless. And there is no fucking way I wageslave an entry level call center job for NOTHING. The whole point of wageslaving is betabuxxing. You work hard to provide, and you get women’s holes as a reward.
I will then live off the remaining savings and I hope to synchronize them with my death.
If I spend all the money before I die, I will go for plan B to avoid homelessness: sleeping pills, alcohol and gas stove.
And this is it. The grandiose plan for my ''life''. While normies make family plans and holiday plans, I make death plans.
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