It’s becoming a blur now that I woke up but it was basically me writing some love letter to an average looking girl. She was no stacy, she had brown eyes, brown hair, and glasses. For some reason I had the same feeling I used to have when I was in love with my oneitis, and then I got fucking rejected. Yes, a dream that at any point my mind could’ve changed to its favor since my mind wants a girlfriend obviously, but nope. Even foids in my subconscious are rejecting me.
I then was talking to my family. My mother, aunt, and younger female cousin were lined up on the couch, and there could’ve been a few other family members in the background. I told them about the girl and their first reaction was that they were happy for me/proud of me. Then I told them she rejected me and they immediately gave their fake sympathy and turned up the gaslight. I don’t know exactly what they said but I could just tell they were. Then I said something like “what you guys don’t understand is that whatever it is women want, it’s not something I have. I just don’t think I’m capable”.
They sat there for a moment listening to me and then I suddenly went into a rage as they looked on with unsurprised but disappointed expressions. I ran to the living room window and grabbed the blinds as hard as I could causing them all to rip in half down the middle. I also pulled a curtain off the window in the process, but the rest is a blur.
Fucking wonderful, I’m an incel even in my dreams. You know how some foids love to say “in your dreams” about guys that like her and want her to like them back? Well I guess I don’t have that luxury, because I can’t even have it in my dreams.
I then was talking to my family. My mother, aunt, and younger female cousin were lined up on the couch, and there could’ve been a few other family members in the background. I told them about the girl and their first reaction was that they were happy for me/proud of me. Then I told them she rejected me and they immediately gave their fake sympathy and turned up the gaslight. I don’t know exactly what they said but I could just tell they were. Then I said something like “what you guys don’t understand is that whatever it is women want, it’s not something I have. I just don’t think I’m capable”.
They sat there for a moment listening to me and then I suddenly went into a rage as they looked on with unsurprised but disappointed expressions. I ran to the living room window and grabbed the blinds as hard as I could causing them all to rip in half down the middle. I also pulled a curtain off the window in the process, but the rest is a blur.
Fucking wonderful, I’m an incel even in my dreams. You know how some foids love to say “in your dreams” about guys that like her and want her to like them back? Well I guess I don’t have that luxury, because I can’t even have it in my dreams.
