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SuicideFuel Inceldom past 30 is hitting me very differently. Inceldom of late teens and early 20s is EXTREMELY different from what I'm experiencing now.

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wereq

Defeated by Fate|Enemy of the World|plz kill me
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I've rotted so much in my 20s due to lack of financial support for looksmaxxing from my dad that I've fallen behind too hard to catch up and qualify with women. The accumulated weight of my suffering and trauma has grown so much over the years due to neglect and sabotage from my parents (dad in particular) that now I am left with no more hope or energy to pursue my goals. Even though I'm more mature and intelligent today, I no longer have the will and strength that I once did when I was in my 20s. I have been reduced to living like a 70 year old man as an LDARing NEET whose life is practically over and is now staring at his grave. I'm just waiting for my life to end now.

The weight of my trauma and anger is so bad now that yesterday I broke down and cried several times and I'm not the type to cry, not because I try to stay strong, but rather because I am just never moved to tears, but yesterday I uncharacteristically kept breaking into tears again and again till I was left to a point where I was imagining myself humbled, defeated, and kneeling before God begging Him to take me, and I NEVER do this shit because I'm atheist or agnostic, but my suffering has reached such a level that whatever pride or hubris I had could no longer protect me. Even as I type this out, my eyes are watering as I recollect the emotions I felt yesterday.
 
Shouldve kneeled before satan
 
Shouldve kneeled before satan
My dad practically made a faustian bargain with Satan of sorts when he focused on moneymaxxing too much and saved every last penny instead of using that money to improve his life and now as a result, both me and my dad's lives are ruined. We have money now unlike in the past, but our lives are much more toxic and unhealthy. The Devil always comes to collect.
 
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I don't even know what to say brocel, but I've noticed that you're threads have become very bleak.:feelscry:

I just want things to get better for you man.:blackpill::heart:
 
Don’t rope brocel. Regardless of what these foids make us feel like, you fucking matter & have purpose. :heart:
 

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