DISCLAIMER
Before anyone starts attacking me and calling me a fakecel. I am far from one. I am a 25 year old slavcel with lots of issues and no social life.
I made several posts about my own story. Those here who know me, know as well what I am talking about.
Starting from the beginning.
I met a woman on Instagram through a friend. He posts catholic and trad dark age edits on Instagram. She was one of his followers.
He knew what I was dealing with and he wanted to help.
Shes a trad catholic obese 22 year old who calls herself a virgin, looking for a good husband and having lots of children.
We talked for a couple of months. She was really interested in me because she has some kind of strange fetish for "aryan" men. Blonde and blue eyes. And I was also a right winger, like her.
Whats really funny about this are her previous toxic relationships. She was talking all the time about this. How she dated thugs who mistreated and drived her to alcoholism and depression. But its never their fault of course, Tee-hee!
The reason I believe she was actually so invested in dating me, is her desperation of having kids as early as possible and not running out of eggs. She wanted me to be her Oofy-Doofy provider trad husband.
But what was the breaking point? You'll asking yourself?
I made the mistake of shoving my emotions and vulnerability to a woman.
I told her my issues on dating apps. How invisible I was all my life. My emotional pain. My daily suicidal thoughts.
In a matter of seconds she told me I was not prepared to be in a relationship. Not her! She was obviously prepared for getting more fatter and abused!
She only wished me luck at the end.
I was never a real partner for her. I was lied and manipulated. I realized how sad and miserable I was as sudden as the black pill kicked in.
It never fucking began.
Before anyone starts attacking me and calling me a fakecel. I am far from one. I am a 25 year old slavcel with lots of issues and no social life.
I made several posts about my own story. Those here who know me, know as well what I am talking about.
Starting from the beginning.
I met a woman on Instagram through a friend. He posts catholic and trad dark age edits on Instagram. She was one of his followers.
He knew what I was dealing with and he wanted to help.
Shes a trad catholic obese 22 year old who calls herself a virgin, looking for a good husband and having lots of children.
We talked for a couple of months. She was really interested in me because she has some kind of strange fetish for "aryan" men. Blonde and blue eyes. And I was also a right winger, like her.
Whats really funny about this are her previous toxic relationships. She was talking all the time about this. How she dated thugs who mistreated and drived her to alcoholism and depression. But its never their fault of course, Tee-hee!
The reason I believe she was actually so invested in dating me, is her desperation of having kids as early as possible and not running out of eggs. She wanted me to be her Oofy-Doofy provider trad husband.
But what was the breaking point? You'll asking yourself?
I made the mistake of shoving my emotions and vulnerability to a woman.
I told her my issues on dating apps. How invisible I was all my life. My emotional pain. My daily suicidal thoughts.
In a matter of seconds she told me I was not prepared to be in a relationship. Not her! She was obviously prepared for getting more fatter and abused!
She only wished me luck at the end.
I was never a real partner for her. I was lied and manipulated. I realized how sad and miserable I was as sudden as the black pill kicked in.
It never fucking began.
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