Soy I think I'm cracking again

[Ambatukam Alone]

Between the literalist religious people on here (and elsewhere) and this recent fakecel shit, and just braggers in general (you don't need to announce "ascension" on this forum, I'd literally just leave without saying anything if I magically got a gf since that's what makes sense for the sake of everyone involved), and some possible withdrawal from quitting alcohol, nicotine and gaming at once, and people doing horrific shit daily to each other, and idiotic garbage; I feel myself losing my grip on reality. My dreams are grandiose, purely fictional power-fantasies that just won't happen (99+%), improving my situation by any real amount seems highly unlikely since I'm in a catch-22 of no gf-no income-no gf-no income. These improvements (i.e successfully not NEETing somehow) seem virtually guaranteed to not actually make me feel any better based on extensive previous experience (unless they involve a gf, maybe, no experience there unlike discord"cels"). Even if I somehow got a gf and a job and a house and a cat or something I would still be so fucked up it probably wouldn't matter. I've been through too much shit and been obliterated too many times, I have too many regrets, I have been too stupid, I have been too weak, I have been too evil, I have made too many horrible choices. There is little left but lackluster damage control, delusion, anxiety, pain, depression and coping.

 

[Brass]

I feel the same... I'm too damaged after many years of suffering

 

[Ambatukam Alone]

I feel the same... I'm too damaged after many years of suffering

Could have waited a couple days and became a 1/1 2026cel.

 

[Ambatukam Alone]

 

[AtrociousCitizen]

Very relatable post

 

[Tšuudi]

Very relatable post

 

[AtrociousCitizen]

since I'm in a catch-22 of no gf-no income-no gf-no income.

It's devastating how self-reinforcing inceldom becomes at a certain point; years of ostracization, denigration and neglect due to immutable physical traits result in diminished social skills — thus making you socially inept, and isolating you further — which then makes any possibility of improvement even more unfeasible, since the only escape hatch is positive social experiences, but those become increasingly unlikely because you are socially inept. Thereby sending you spiraling down into the ground.

Even if I somehow got a gf and a job and a house and a cat or something I would still be so fucked up it probably wouldn't matter. I've been through too much shit and been obliterated too many times, I have too many regrets, I have been too stupid, I have been too weak, I have been too evil, I have made too many horrible choices. There is little left but lackluster damage control, delusion, anxiety, pain, depression and coping.

Same. I am a completely shattered person.

 

[Ambatukam Alone]

Just live for yourself you’re not entitled to love bigot

Based

 

[Ambatukam Alone]

the only escape hatch is positive social experiences

I'd say this can be achieved in a more roundabout way, but it may take some great effort and luck. As an example, if you come up with some smart invention you could sort of get into good social experiences that way, or get good at some sport, profession, etc, that would lead to special kinds of socializing (not regular stuff where you just basically just try to tread water in the normie soup, but another possible option is to specialize in normie-socialization and get great at that). But, yeah I obviously agree with your post, maybe I just like to tell people that there are still things they can do no matter how bad it gets (I do think that working on something, anything within reason, is still desirable since I see no other good option at this point).

 

[Pikacel]

It’s over

We’re so back

It’s fucking over