First of all, I apologize to all of you for the wrong writings because my English is terrible, so I will use Google Translate to tell the summary of my entire story. There will be many things I forgot, but I will still try. I would like to introduce my features to you, first of all I am 5'11, my face 10/6 or 10/5.5 or worse I don't know, I am currently overweight, non-NT, im 20 years old. I was born in a shitty Middle Eastern country where the minimum wage is 150 dollars and it is a country of fear governed by a dictatorship, and I was very unlucky when I was born, I had a breech birth in my 10th month, so my brain was damaged and my neck was crooked at 190 degrees for a while as a child. I was born to a poor family and I was always in fights and noise. When I started school, the other kids would exclude me because I was introverted and unsocial, they would make fun of me and even hit my head on the door when I was 8 or 10 years old, I had good grades at first, but for these reasons I left school when I was 12 and never went, I didn't go to school despite being forced to do so and my education life here was completely trash. When I was 13 I had completely dropped out of school and was staying at home and was constantly fighting with my mother and father so much so that I was violent towards them and I would ask them everything that happened over and over again and I would repeat the actions, I was completely antisocial I would never go out and I would stay at home and play games, watch YouTube and cry and fight with my mother and father and this was happening all the time and I would not stop, my relatives were advising them to put me in a mental hospital but my family refused. (My weight gain story is as follows: I was actually a thin and fit kid. When I was 14, I started eating too much to be like the fat kid who bullied me at school. I would eat more than 10 meals a day, so much so that I would eat more than 10 meals a day and I would drink liters of coca cola a day. My family couldn't object to this. I would yell and fight. So I was 60 kilos and 3 years later I was a 120 kilo fat guy. Of course, after years, I lost the weight I gained by starving myself at certain intervals for months (the shit you call water fasting). I started to lose weight from 117 kilos to 88 kilos and when I returned from the military, I dropped to 76 kilos. 1 year and 6 months later, as I write this shit, I am 95 kilos.) I was 15-16 years old and at a wedding I went to I stabbed an old man in the arm just because he swore at me and I was drunk at the time, I had no friends or girlfriends and when I was little there was a girl I liked at school and now when I was 16 I felt like she looked at me like a freak when she saw me. In the town where I lived, everyone described me as mentally ill, but I continued my asocial life, and when I turned 18, 18 months of compulsory military service was waiting for me. I passed the examination and since I did not pay a bribe, I joined the army, although everyone knew that I was sick. I went to the army and everything happened as I expected, the other soldiers started to exclude me because I was not enterprising and social and they kept insulting me like a snitch behind my back and I was excluded so much so that I was fighting with them every day and the ranking officers were punishing me for this, it was a hell for me my friend I can't tell you about it I wanted to commit suicide and when I wrote a suicide note to the garrison commander they delivered the note to my family and called them to the garrison and I warned my family not to come there is a lot to tell believe me but I don't want to tell you and I am not that energetic, I was put in a mental hospital 3 times during my compulsory military service which I had to do for 18 months, I cut myself with a razor to get out of that hell and my ticket out of that hell was like this: while I was in the mental hospital I got into a fight with another man and after breaking the man's leg I tried to choke him to death, they discharged me from the army as crazy in my 12th month I was incredibly happy that day I can't tell you about it, if I knew that all the foids in the world would be mine this would happen I wouldn't be as excited. I returned from the military and months later I got a shitty paying job and it's still going on. I didn't even know what incel meant, I learned it about 6 months ago, when I came home from work by bus, there was a neighbor girl on the bus and we looked at each other, to be honest she looked at me first and I continued but I never tried to talk because I can't and I'm glad I didn't, in the following days I felt like this girl was looking at me to make fun of me because every girl who came on the bus with her was looking at me and smiling but in other places foids are never like that towards me. One day I saw that girl with men and when I got home I tore everything to pieces so much that my hands were bleeding like water, who would want to be with a sick person?. Believe me, I have so many things to tell but I've only summarized 30% of my life story here, and I found this forum thanks to chatgpt because I was terribly lonely about a month ago.
