Not from inceldom per se, but from remembering people bullying me. The flashbacks were so real and prominent that I started shadow boxing and punched my face to see how much damage I could inflict (thankfully my face is fine). My face was convulsing and every part of my body was locked up tightly and shaking. My rage was so intense that I even considered checking into a mental hospital. Thankfully, brushing my teeth allowed me to disengage and calm down.
It deeply saddens me how victims are not allowed to stand up for themselves without legal repercussions. I'm not just talking about physical fighting. I'm talking about everything that leads up to it. People making passive aggressive power plays against you, people ignoring your legitimate plights, and the whole mob mentality that defines normies. In the past, people were much more polite towards each other because they knew the deadly repercussions that would take place if they didn't ("An armed society is a polite society"). It makes me want to retreat to a lone house in the desert. Deep down I am a kind person that wants to be in harmony with others. As much as we need society to change, I don't want to inflict pain on others, as the hate is destroying me physically and mentally.
It deeply saddens me how victims are not allowed to stand up for themselves without legal repercussions. I'm not just talking about physical fighting. I'm talking about everything that leads up to it. People making passive aggressive power plays against you, people ignoring your legitimate plights, and the whole mob mentality that defines normies. In the past, people were much more polite towards each other because they knew the deadly repercussions that would take place if they didn't ("An armed society is a polite society"). It makes me want to retreat to a lone house in the desert. Deep down I am a kind person that wants to be in harmony with others. As much as we need society to change, I don't want to inflict pain on others, as the hate is destroying me physically and mentally.
