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Death Note Makes No Sense
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If you're someone who goes out in the world and talks to people, men, women, whatever. If you are someone who is naturally nice and sociable you will inevitably develop relationships with people, not romantic relationships, but work relationships, friendships, etc. Often times you will be friendzoned and be viewed as nothing more than a last option to hang out with when no one else is available. You can treat people very well, and I'm not talking about being a straw man "nice guy" I'm talking about being a genuine nice guy. The sort of person who sacrifices his own happiness to help others, to help animals, to try to cultivate a greater good for all existence.
You can only continue living like that, even if its in your nature, if you are attractive. If for some reason you are ugly or sub-optimal in looks, you can't keep being nice because you end up falling in love with people that reject you, you end up getting used by people, you end up being scammed by people, and you end up getting no reward for your kindness.
I say no reward because the reward you used to get was being able to feel good about yourself for helping others, you of course didn't expect a reward for doing the right thing. The problem is that slowly, you begin to hate yourself for helping others, for helping the people that scam you, that use you, and reject you. How is that something to feel good about? You're nothing more than a pathetic slave. Your life has become about serving others instead of serving yourself, and these others don't even like you, they think you're a loser. They have no problem ignoring you, ghosting you, and pretending you don't exist. All of the work you've done for the world, for people, for anything aside from yourself ends up getting you nothing.
The inevitable outcome to all of this is that you gradually stop being so nice, you stop trusting people, you stop volunteering for non-profits, you stop being genuinely nice. They wouldn't let you be the hero because you didn't have the face for it, so your only choice left is to become the villain. To start hating women despite loving them in the past, to start hating society despite wanting to improve it in the past.
I look at myself now and realize that I'm nothing like the man I used to be. The world has twisted me, and now I only care about myself. I know I'm not the only one, we weren't all born misogynists. Our personalities are the result of the realities we have experienced.
You can only continue living like that, even if its in your nature, if you are attractive. If for some reason you are ugly or sub-optimal in looks, you can't keep being nice because you end up falling in love with people that reject you, you end up getting used by people, you end up being scammed by people, and you end up getting no reward for your kindness.
I say no reward because the reward you used to get was being able to feel good about yourself for helping others, you of course didn't expect a reward for doing the right thing. The problem is that slowly, you begin to hate yourself for helping others, for helping the people that scam you, that use you, and reject you. How is that something to feel good about? You're nothing more than a pathetic slave. Your life has become about serving others instead of serving yourself, and these others don't even like you, they think you're a loser. They have no problem ignoring you, ghosting you, and pretending you don't exist. All of the work you've done for the world, for people, for anything aside from yourself ends up getting you nothing.
The inevitable outcome to all of this is that you gradually stop being so nice, you stop trusting people, you stop volunteering for non-profits, you stop being genuinely nice. They wouldn't let you be the hero because you didn't have the face for it, so your only choice left is to become the villain. To start hating women despite loving them in the past, to start hating society despite wanting to improve it in the past.
I look at myself now and realize that I'm nothing like the man I used to be. The world has twisted me, and now I only care about myself. I know I'm not the only one, we weren't all born misogynists. Our personalities are the result of the realities we have experienced.