Eschewcel
Excluded from society for a decade.
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I frauded my photos using FaceApp and Photoshop, I had a few matches on Tinder. Big success, I thought maybe it could work.
So I managed to take a semi landwhale (pretty ugly) on a date. I don't even know if I could have an erection with her but hey I'd try it anyway if it's possible. With the lockdown I offered her to come to my place, since she's two roommates she told me she couldn't host a date.
Yet I've made crazy efforts to try looksmax, I did 3 years of weight training, spent hundreds of dollars to improve my skin, I paid 2000 dollars for my teeth (white as fuck and aligned teeth), I went to the dermatologist for my acne (it's almost fixed now, I just need to go to the dermatologist again to remove a very few acne scars), I saw a psychiatrist for 6 months to deal with my social avoidance problems (didn't work obviously)...
I took my best clothing (1500$ watch, 300$ perfume, clothing for a total of 1000$...). I mean I did all the efforts I could to catch a fucking overweight foid. I had to work to get my money, to do some workout for 3 years,(one hour, 4 times a week) to look shaped.
I'm pretty sure she smelled that I was an incel, probably because my photos seemed unnatural, so she said "okay, but it'd be better if you come to get me and we walk together to your place".
I couldn't deny so I came and I waited for her in front of the building where her Apartment is. She came, I saw her face as she saw mine, she looked surprised in a bad way.
So we begin the supposedly 10 minutes walk, we talk about random stuff like what we are doing in the city, my job etc) and at about 5 minutes in the conversation, she said "I'm sorry you're not my type, let's not go any further."
It's been almost a week now, and I am in a state of intense depression. I'm not leaving my bed for hours. I will never be able to get out of it, ever.
In fact, there is nothing to do except for surgery. But I feel it's too late, I feel hurt right down to my flesh. I don't see how I could erase these years of being alone, catching up with the infinite lateness that has been chasing me since I was 14 years old.
tl;dr : frauded my photos, had 4 matches, managed to get a date with an overweight foid, she rejected me in less than 5 minutes.
So I managed to take a semi landwhale (pretty ugly) on a date. I don't even know if I could have an erection with her but hey I'd try it anyway if it's possible. With the lockdown I offered her to come to my place, since she's two roommates she told me she couldn't host a date.
Yet I've made crazy efforts to try looksmax, I did 3 years of weight training, spent hundreds of dollars to improve my skin, I paid 2000 dollars for my teeth (white as fuck and aligned teeth), I went to the dermatologist for my acne (it's almost fixed now, I just need to go to the dermatologist again to remove a very few acne scars), I saw a psychiatrist for 6 months to deal with my social avoidance problems (didn't work obviously)...
I took my best clothing (1500$ watch, 300$ perfume, clothing for a total of 1000$...). I mean I did all the efforts I could to catch a fucking overweight foid. I had to work to get my money, to do some workout for 3 years,(one hour, 4 times a week) to look shaped.
I'm pretty sure she smelled that I was an incel, probably because my photos seemed unnatural, so she said "okay, but it'd be better if you come to get me and we walk together to your place".
I couldn't deny so I came and I waited for her in front of the building where her Apartment is. She came, I saw her face as she saw mine, she looked surprised in a bad way.
So we begin the supposedly 10 minutes walk, we talk about random stuff like what we are doing in the city, my job etc) and at about 5 minutes in the conversation, she said "I'm sorry you're not my type, let's not go any further."
It's been almost a week now, and I am in a state of intense depression. I'm not leaving my bed for hours. I will never be able to get out of it, ever.
In fact, there is nothing to do except for surgery. But I feel it's too late, I feel hurt right down to my flesh. I don't see how I could erase these years of being alone, catching up with the infinite lateness that has been chasing me since I was 14 years old.
tl;dr : frauded my photos, had 4 matches, managed to get a date with an overweight foid, she rejected me in less than 5 minutes.
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