I've inherited a distant, stoic kind of reclusiveness from my parents that probably hurts my chances with holes more than anything, but this also means than they tend not to pry into personal matters, for which I am grateful. Rarely, I'll hear a comment in passing about marriage or girlfriends as if it's an assumption (to their credit, there's nothing outstandingly wrong with me and I'm "upwardly mobile") but holy fuck do they have no idea what the world has become since the 20th century. They never have occasion to interact with anyone my age and usually split time between work and home, transmissions from the outside being limited to nightly news broadcasts and sitcom reruns. They were married by the time they were my age; my Dad has likely never had so much as a premonition of the blackpill.
As for my extended family, I have two cousins on my Mom's side, one of whom is probably another -cel (whether vol- or in-, I can't tell - he's pretty placid); the other is a very frigid foid that's probably a volcel. On my Dad's side, one of my male cousins got divorce-raped by a foid he met in the military. Another two got married within the past few years. I attended the wedding of the older one; he found a remarkably traditional foid with a very religious background. This was back in my days as an apolitical, atheistic spiritual itinerant in Kwamerica, so I remember being incredulous at the girl's wedding vows, something like: "I will serve you as wife and respect your judgment and authority as husband". I couldn't appreciate just how lucky he was at this juncture.
I don't think anyone in my family thinks I'm an incel yet. That might change as I approach 30.
