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Serious How it's like to live with an ugly face

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What is it like to live with an unpleasant face?

How can it be? You live as a spectator, watching life all the time from the stands.

If you're ugly, the boys will invite you to a beer or a football game, but they don't want to take you to activities involving women.

A presentable man attracts women around him - if you have a friend
presentable, through him you increase your chances of meeting more women.

But if you are born ugly, you put women on the run,therefore, men have no interest in associating with a bastard. That's pretty much the evolutionary logic behind this genre of social relations.

And the examples of ugly but famous people who had women actually discourage you more, because it's like
most people would give a dollar for a loaf of bread, but you are obliged to give a million euros to satisfy your hunger. I mean, you look at any ordinary individual enjoying the attention of a girl, but you are told that you can also have women if you end up like Danny Devito or Bill Gates.

That is, you are required to be better than 90% of the world's population, just to have a normal life. That's it. :)

But(to be read with a feminist woman voice):

Men who say they are ugly look too much in the mirror and magnify any small flaw they have but surely others or others don't even notice that flaw!


Well, they don't say that, but the women tell them that they are ugly. Well, if they had a lot of money, they would no longer be told the truth, but that lie with *the soul matters*. And anyway, it wouldn't be good either, because no, to pay thousands of dollars to wank in 2, seems downright sad to me
 
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stop self-loathing bro, yes, even despite being incels, we'RE going to make right CHOices, which will eventually cREate a path to heavenly garden for us :feelsthink:
 
Story: Two:

I lived in a youth commune for some time. There, I was harassed/bullied by Tyrone and Chadlito. Tyrone took pictures of my naked body(I was in the male bathroom cleaning myself) and started laughing at my child-like appearance and fairly small phallus size with his roommate. He also threw dice at my room door each night and would play loud "rap" music at maximum volume to disturb me.

Chadlito, however, was much more subtle. He would peak into my room and, on occasion, steal my items. He also liked to gossip about me("He's a weirdo", "He's a freak", "He puts food in bags and goes outside to eat alone") and especially loved recording me. This led to him recording me while I was sleeping(I have sexsomnia), which led to the shelter boys/girls laughing at my "sexual speech". Note that the shelter girls had already mocked me previously for my feminine voice and autistic, avoidant behavior.

Because my case manager divulged my ASD diagnosis freely, I was a prime target for bullying and abuse from other youth. Chadlito eventually tried to have me evicted from the commune, which happened after I started staying in my commune room most of the time to avoid being shoved into desks by him(Demonstrating his "machismo" against an innocent aspie).
Exactly. This was evident to me when the male youth living in the same commune as me would walk by my room door each night and mock me with the sexual language I used while sleeping. They also would deliberately slam their room doors as hard as possible to startle me since I have chronic anxiety from autism.

"Looks like we've got a mouse in the house"(Chadlito said this because I was isolating myself in my commune room due to embarrassment. I would wrap a belt/blanket around my body to prevent sleep-masturbation.)

"Wow, Intellau didn't go outside to eat today"(Yes, I remained in my room without eating; it was habitual by that point)

Chadlito personally walked by my door and said, "So you don't like women riding?" in a cocky tone, and then went into his room laughing.

Stress only worsened my sexsomnia...
Yes. One of my bullies, a Tyrone, threatened to "kick me around". He would play loud rap music and throw dice at my door each night.
"phone taken away"? Hmm. I'd love to know the reason...
I still remember cowering into a ball inside my room as the male youths stood outside my door laughing at my sexual sleep-talking. It was then that I realized "sexsomnia" was one of my ASD symptoms. I still had "fluids" and sweat on my body from the act.
Understood.

When I was in my early teens, my father would constantly denigrate my autistic traits. He would often tell me,

"Why are you so shameful all the time?" (I was anxious and kept my head down in public)

"We're going to grandma's house, hurry up!"(He wanted to make himself seem like an excellent father by showing her his son)

"You're moving so slowly"(He would hit me; I was sluggish from ASD/trauma)

"Your cousins are better than you" (Again, anxiety and depression)

"I'm saying this to be kind. Don't anger me." (If I was struggling to go inside a store due to anxiety)

I once had Pyelonephritis and was fairly weak from it to the point of needing to stay home when my father wanted to visit a store. My father, instead of asking me if I took my prescribed antibiotics, simply told me, "Hurry up, let's go see grandma". He then asked Grandma to patronize me for my "disobedience".
My mother, as kind as she may be, used to grab me very forcefully(By the neck, as I was fidgeting with items; I would ache from it) and repeatedly tell me "Do you hear me!?! If people see you doing that, they will think you are men-tally retar-ded!" while shaking me and shaking the item near my eyes. She would tell me how embarrassing it is to have an autistic son who fidgets with items as a form of stimulation. Other times, she would hit me. When I said, "Please don't hit me!" once, she started laughing.
My grandmother would often ask me to do things for her. I obediently tried to follow her instructions and received denigration as a result. She would yell at me and say things like "Look! Use your eyes!"(Because I was anxious and had visual processing issues), "Did you hear me!?! That isn't the way I told you to do it!"(When I would drop things or make mistakes because I was sweating and anxious out of fear of upsetting her). She would tell me "Put your head up. No one did anything to you" because I was too anxious to make eye contact with her.
 
stop self-loathing bro, yes, even despite being incels, we'RE going to make right CHOices, which will eventually cREate a path to heavenly garden for us :feelsthink:
Take oveer normgroid society
 
Women: "These inkwells are projecting their insecurities they are actually average to a bit below looking just insecure and bad personality need therapy blablabla"

Also women: "Haha look at this ugly creepy guy i'm going to post him on my tiktok! Ewww I can't believe he stared at me >:("
 
stop self-loathing bro, yes, even despite being incels, we'RE going to make right CHOices, which will eventually cREate a path to heavenly garden for us :feelsthink:
 

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