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RageFuel I hate the term "late bloomer"

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People will somtimes use this to characterize the inkwell community but I don't really believe there is a oppurtunity to bloom. It appears to me that many normies believe one day we'll just abandon bp and stop being incels and ascend and thus bloom.
 
It's just infantilisation term, to make us look inferior & mentally disabled.
 
cope, every year it gets worse and worse, if u haven t ascended until u were 20, most likely u won t ascend which will make ur life even worse every year u get older, more depressed with more suffering
 
It's just infantilisation term, to make us look inferior & mentally disabled.
agreed. its also an term to suggest that we will grow out of it, or that we will also grow into x. where x is the normal societal standard. its another roundabout way of saying that we will become like everybody else. the law of homogenity, as kant describes it. its an term used to reject and invaildate our uniqueness and personality.
 
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i hate it too but i am an actual late bloomer, normies already have their adult height and face when they are 15 while i grew a lot and had massive face changes from 15/16 to now (19)
 
Men peak at 30 bro, stop with your incel shit :soy:
 
We aren't "late bloomers". We're wilted and dead.
 
So-called late bloomers are just fakecels.
 
cope, every year it gets worse and worse, if u haven t ascended until u were 20, most likely u won t ascend which will make ur life even worse every year u get older, more depressed with more suffering
Exactly. The naively delusional notion that things get progressively better is completely laughable, and in all honesty, insulting. The passage of time does not make us younger, better looking, or increase our chances of success — the opposite is the truth. Every single day that passes is yet another day added into an ever-growing list of miserable, desolate, and wretched days in our lives; days that could have been spent in meaningful joy, making memories if fortune had graced us, instead, they were spent devoid of any of those things.

The more time that passes, the more devastating the missed milestones become; time cannot be reversed, and the damage cannot be repaired. You grow bitter, jaded, and more miserable with every passing year that you spend on this earthly plane — and the older you get, the more it hurts to see those far younger than you lead lives of wanton pleasure, completely unaware of the daily torment that grips the very essence of your being.

You look in the mirror, and the only difference is that you are uglier, and the youthful light that once brightened your skin — even if your life was miserable — is gone. Your hair thins and begins to erode as you inevitably start to lose it, turning you into an even bigger subhuman. It doesn't get better. There is no light at the end of the tunnel. Nothing to look forward to.
 
If you didn't amount to anything in your prime, then it's over.
 
34 and 4’6 i’m just a late bloomer
 
Exactly. The naively delusional notion that things get progressively better is completely laughable, and in all honesty, insulting. The passage of time does not make us younger, better looking, or increase our chances of success — the opposite is the truth. Every single day that passes is yet another day added into an ever-growing list of miserable, desolate, and wretched days in our lives; days that could have been spent in meaningful joy, making memories if fortune had graced us, instead, they were spent devoid of any of those things.

The more time that passes, the more devastating the missed milestones become; time cannot be reversed, and the damage cannot be repaired. You grow bitter, jaded, and more miserable with every passing year that you spend on this earthly plane — and the older you get, the more it hurts to see those far younger than you lead lives of wanton pleasure, completely unaware of the daily torment that grips the very essence of your being.

You look in the mirror, and the only difference is that you are uglier, and the youthful light that once brightened your skin — even if your life was miserable — is gone. Your hair thins and begins to erode as you inevitably start to lose it, turning you into an even bigger subhuman. It doesn't get better. There is no light at the end of the tunnel. Nothing to look forward to.
exactly,everything u wrote it s true, it gets worse and worse in every aspect of your life, either if it s looks, health, your dating pool which u never had and i don t even talk about u will always regret the young years that u never had because of ur looks and height
 
I like bloomers!
 
It only applies to fat teens with acne that are chads/chadlites underneath all that grease.
 
I'm 40 years old. What am I a late-late-late bloomer?
 

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