Nothing in my life has gotten even remotely better since the realisation. I've been coping from 2021-2023 with Looksmaxxing. I realised it was over and the reason i didn't get any female attention wasn't that i didnt have the right perfume, the right frame or the right haircut. It was/is my bones. It'll never get better, i procrastinate on everything, because, in my mind, nothing will ever help me. The thing keeping me alive is hope, hope of things getting better. I havent roped yet because the tiniest flame of hope is still flickering.
I still truly belive things will improve one day.
I still truly belive things will improve one day.
