My 6'3 chiseled jawline debonair mogger cousin from Europe has been here (US) over the holidays, and it's been a rather annoying experience. I don't "hate" him, but I do dislike him because he just effortlessly gets his way in life because of how he looks.
Being European (that's an oversimplification but I'm not going into the details) already makes him more attractive due to his accent, and he literally looks like he's posing as a Parisian fashion model when he just randomly sits down. He's already had one girlfriend in college, and has a neurotypical life of friends and travel. It is unclear if he in fact had sex with this girlfriend, since he comes from a religious church family, but it still seems likely. Regardless, he is still astronomically ahead of me in every way in life experience despite being a couple years younger than me. My only upper hand is that I probably IQ-mog him (or at least used to), but we don't have the same majors in college so it's not really a fair comparison.
He is also effortlessly athletic, such that when I recently played badminton with him and some other family members, I lost against him twice (although the second time we had to go into extra points due to the 2-point margin of victory rule). It was just humiliating because I thought I was good at that sport, but because he is just all-around athletic, he beat me easily.
Another time, we went over to my grandparents where he is staying, and he was gone sulking in the back room. "Girl issues" aunt told us. And supposedly he was "taking a break" from all that
It's completely ridiculous that he gets to sulk away dependent on emotions, while I am always forced to present happy for family gatherings, because no one takes me seriously. My dad even suggested "praying for him" despite the fact that no one cares about my actual struggle as an incel. Ironically, this was concurrent with the time immediately after I was devastated from finding my oneitis of nearly a year had a boyfriend. Every day is getting cucked in new ways. Being an incel is constant delegitimization.
Not long after that, my brother and I went back there to watch a movie with him and our aunt. My brother noticed that throughout the movie he was texting someone, a girl he thought (definite "issues"). Now the movie that we were watching was one with an upcoming sequel, and my parents had said we could go to the theater to see it. As I suspected however, I got pressured into "inviting" my cousin to it, because the sequel came up in the initial search. The result of this was that we had to constrain our plans to his very tight schedule since he is leaving to school soon, and it got really complicated… and then after all that, there were conflicts on our end, so we cancelled and now no one is seeing anything. All because no one listened to me about how the constraint would make this sub-optimal. My dad apparently even forgot the whole reason for doing so, asking me "why did you want to see it this specific day?" — and I felt like I was going insane at that point, but thankfully my mom and brother backed me up and reminded him about the truth. This is why we rarely do anything because even going to the theater turns into a massive ordeal.
Being European (that's an oversimplification but I'm not going into the details) already makes him more attractive due to his accent, and he literally looks like he's posing as a Parisian fashion model when he just randomly sits down. He's already had one girlfriend in college, and has a neurotypical life of friends and travel. It is unclear if he in fact had sex with this girlfriend, since he comes from a religious church family, but it still seems likely. Regardless, he is still astronomically ahead of me in every way in life experience despite being a couple years younger than me. My only upper hand is that I probably IQ-mog him (or at least used to), but we don't have the same majors in college so it's not really a fair comparison.
He is also effortlessly athletic, such that when I recently played badminton with him and some other family members, I lost against him twice (although the second time we had to go into extra points due to the 2-point margin of victory rule). It was just humiliating because I thought I was good at that sport, but because he is just all-around athletic, he beat me easily.
Another time, we went over to my grandparents where he is staying, and he was gone sulking in the back room. "Girl issues" aunt told us. And supposedly he was "taking a break" from all that
It's completely ridiculous that he gets to sulk away dependent on emotions, while I am always forced to present happy for family gatherings, because no one takes me seriously. My dad even suggested "praying for him" despite the fact that no one cares about my actual struggle as an incel. Ironically, this was concurrent with the time immediately after I was devastated from finding my oneitis of nearly a year had a boyfriend. Every day is getting cucked in new ways. Being an incel is constant delegitimization.Not long after that, my brother and I went back there to watch a movie with him and our aunt. My brother noticed that throughout the movie he was texting someone, a girl he thought (definite "issues"). Now the movie that we were watching was one with an upcoming sequel, and my parents had said we could go to the theater to see it. As I suspected however, I got pressured into "inviting" my cousin to it, because the sequel came up in the initial search. The result of this was that we had to constrain our plans to his very tight schedule since he is leaving to school soon, and it got really complicated… and then after all that, there were conflicts on our end, so we cancelled and now no one is seeing anything. All because no one listened to me about how the constraint would make this sub-optimal. My dad apparently even forgot the whole reason for doing so, asking me "why did you want to see it this specific day?" — and I felt like I was going insane at that point, but thankfully my mom and brother backed me up and reminded him about the truth. This is why we rarely do anything because even going to the theater turns into a massive ordeal.
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