Sasukecel
Living is torture.
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- May 26, 2024
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It gets annoying complaining about the same thing, over and over again, and I should do something. But I can't get over the fact that I ruined my entire life with 1 mistake.
It wasn't even going on the call, because I could have gone on call with a different approach, and as a result not ruin my life. I could have left the call as soon as it became confrontational, the second he said "doesn't mean you have to get your fucking face cut open", I could have left the call there and then. I could have gone with a normal approach saying "I just want to hear your advice." I could have even gone with the surgery and when he said "You went on an incel website to get advice", I could have just said "I didn't know looksmax.org was an incel website. Ok, I'll talk to girls, bye" then leave the call. I've rewatched the same video hundreds of times, to the point where I've memorized the entire video by word. There were so many opportunities to leave the call, say something different, but I completely fucked it up, and as a result fucked up my life.
Before my life was still shit, true, but I would be in a lot more chill position. I wouldn't be a global public humiliation. I would just be an ugly kid, doing his university work, going to the gym, learning things on the side, doing some copes in my free time living a semi-normal life but that's not how things went so I'm turning schizo.
I think every single day for literal hours. I hate waking up in the morning. I developed a gore addiction. Yesterday, I was scrolling gore on reddit from 6 pm to 10 pm, then fell asleep afterwards. I can't recall a single moment of happiness since the video came out in July, and it's October. Everyday, I question why I didn't kill myself, and the reason why I came back and started making these posts is probably as another cope. I want the dopamine hit of getting responses because I now hide from the public, and I don't interact with my family. I think the reason why I like watching gore/shootings/stabbings/car crashes is because it's like an antidepressant, it calms my mind. I destroyed my entire life with a 5 minute call. It's hard to do anything productive at all whilst knowing I am a global public humiliation which gives me no motivation, meaning my goals will all fail. Living feels like psychological torture every single day, and as a result of the torture, I feel my personality changing from "jokey" to "edgy", "schizo", "misanthropic" but how can I not be if I'm a public humilation in front of millions and millions of people. I don't want to smile or be happy, I just want to live a serious and rage filled existence.
It wasn't even going on the call, because I could have gone on call with a different approach, and as a result not ruin my life. I could have left the call as soon as it became confrontational, the second he said "doesn't mean you have to get your fucking face cut open", I could have left the call there and then. I could have gone with a normal approach saying "I just want to hear your advice." I could have even gone with the surgery and when he said "You went on an incel website to get advice", I could have just said "I didn't know looksmax.org was an incel website. Ok, I'll talk to girls, bye" then leave the call. I've rewatched the same video hundreds of times, to the point where I've memorized the entire video by word. There were so many opportunities to leave the call, say something different, but I completely fucked it up, and as a result fucked up my life.
Before my life was still shit, true, but I would be in a lot more chill position. I wouldn't be a global public humiliation. I would just be an ugly kid, doing his university work, going to the gym, learning things on the side, doing some copes in my free time living a semi-normal life but that's not how things went so I'm turning schizo.
I think every single day for literal hours. I hate waking up in the morning. I developed a gore addiction. Yesterday, I was scrolling gore on reddit from 6 pm to 10 pm, then fell asleep afterwards. I can't recall a single moment of happiness since the video came out in July, and it's October. Everyday, I question why I didn't kill myself, and the reason why I came back and started making these posts is probably as another cope. I want the dopamine hit of getting responses because I now hide from the public, and I don't interact with my family. I think the reason why I like watching gore/shootings/stabbings/car crashes is because it's like an antidepressant, it calms my mind. I destroyed my entire life with a 5 minute call. It's hard to do anything productive at all whilst knowing I am a global public humiliation which gives me no motivation, meaning my goals will all fail. Living feels like psychological torture every single day, and as a result of the torture, I feel my personality changing from "jokey" to "edgy", "schizo", "misanthropic" but how can I not be if I'm a public humilation in front of millions and millions of people. I don't want to smile or be happy, I just want to live a serious and rage filled existence.