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It's Over I was good at some things and no longer give a single fuck about them

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I used to play piano>>>> No longer have ANY desire to play or practise anything. Have probably forgotten every single song, or 95% of every song that I knew.

I used to juggle 7 balls>>>> havent juggled in months and months. Probably cant even do 5 now. No desire to practise.

I used to do voice impressions and provided the voices for characters in my city casino>>>>No desire to continue anything. Just cant be bothered and forgot everything and just do not give a shit.

I used to read a lot of fiction>>>>Again, zero desire. Just emptiness.

I used to be interested in general knowledge>>>>Do not give a fuck if im getting stupider.

I used to be obsessed with table tennis>>>>actually played few days ago with a friend, am no better than a fucking grandma. Lost all my coordination.


Since I swallowed the blackpill, and became conscious of WHY I am treated so indifferently by people, and why I am constantly rejected by women, and why nobody pays me any special attention or nobody's face lights up when they see me


My life has simply lost its fire. I lost all ambition to continue living. I do the bare minimum of everything. All I can think about is my face and my bald head and recessed jaw. Thats the only thing that I think about. I honestly feel like death is coming, I swear I can't bear another 60 years of this man.


The one thing that gets me out of bed in the morning is the pathological obsession with maintaining muscular mass. I've been gymcelling for two years, and it fucking terrifies me to think I'd lose all my muscle ive worked so hard for. If I didnt have gym I'd have died a psychogenic death months ago.

I dont get up out of bed in the morning because I want to, I get up because my OCD to keep my muscles is stronger than my conscious desire to die.
 
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anhedonia will go just sleep boi
 
Hobbies are good copes, you should keep them.

But never ever think that they are going to get you pussies, assuming that you are ugly.
 
I used to play piano>>>> No longer have ANY desire to play or practise anything. Have probably forgotten every single song, or 95% of every song that I knew.

I used to juggle 7 balls>>>> havent juggled in months and months. Probably cant even do 5 now. No desire to practise.

I used to do voice impressions and provided the voices for characters in my city casino>>>>No desire to continue anything. Just cant be bothered and forgot everything and just do not give a shit.

I used to read a lot of fiction>>>>Again, zero desire. Just emptiness.

I used to be interested in general knowledge>>>>Do not give a fuck if im getting stupider.

I used to be obsessed with table tennis>>>>actually played few days ago with a friend, am no better than a fucking grandma. Lost all my coordination.


Since I swallowed the blackpill, and became conscious of WHY I am treated so indifferently by people, and why I am constantly rejected by women, and why nobody pays me any special attention or nobody's face lights up when they see me


My life has simply lost its fire. I lost all ambition to continue living. I do the bare minimum of everything. All I can think about is my face and my bald head and recessed jaw. Thats the only thing that I think about. I honestly feel like death is coming, I swear I can't bear another 60 years of this man.

Why not get jaw surgery at least?

Also try St. John's Wort if you haven't. I recommend it a lot because it's probably the only thing keeping me alive and zero side effects.
 
Why not get jaw surgery at least?

Also try St. John's Wort if you haven't. I recommend it a lot because it's probably the only thing keeping me alive and zero side effects.
Jaw surgery is six weeks off gym to recover. Also, there's a chance while healing after surgery, the tissue of the gumline will recede in an effort to aid healing around the jaw. Thats another thing that fucking terrifies me, having gaps between my teeth with a receded gumline. Thats horrifying and disgusting and I'd rather die than have gaps like that in my teeth. I am just as pathologically obsessed with having perfect teeth and gums as I am with gyming.

Also I need to get eye surgery, and apparently that has a fucking risk of going blind man. Canthal surgery. Canthoplexy or something its called. Or almond eye surgery.


So RISK BLINDNESS, LOSE ALL YOUR MUSCLE GAINS AND POSSIBLY PERMANENTLY RECEDE YOUR GUMS in an effort to look SLIGHTLY BETTER for the remaining 6 years I have before I hit 30. Jesus christ, what a trade.
 
You are like me. But i feel that my psychogenic death is near. Because i lost will to live.Strange feelings when death's frost paralizes you
 
i use to be decent at some sports as a kid... but then childhood ended and i got one of the worst pubertys imaginable. Just fuck this life tbh...
 
Inceldom itself eventually destroy all of your copes
 

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