I started to become blackpilled after a girl I loved fucked another guy even though we were together (She was probably only with me because of pity so no
![Chad :chad: :chad:](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
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I'm still a virgin). Then during high school, I realized all the girls I liked, didn't like me back, and when I asked a female friend to try to hook me up with some girls, she couldn't find anyone.
The thing that made me truly give up took place about a year ago. I decided to hit up a girl I used to know before I stopped going to school. I've made a post about this before, but I decided that it would be the last time I tried to talk to a foid, and that if she rejects me, then it's true I was not meant to be loved.
Welp, long story short: She got my hopes up, told me she wanted to get to know me better, then ignored me a couple days later when I tried to text to her. I remember I was so happy when I talked to her the first time, because I thought maybe I could be loved, but no
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I found out about the blackpill several months after that.
The happiness I felt at having the hope of being loved was the last time I was truly happy. Now I've accepted I will commit suicide, not out of depression, but out of destiny and necessity. The blackpill only cements my desire for death, because I know that there is only pain and suffering in this world, and once I've done the couple things I need to do before I die, there will be no logical reason to keep living.