It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
It’s a common misconception among Incelphobes that the reason we’re so upset is because we’re not getting sex. I often see comments on IT and other Incelphobic websites that say things like “don’t they realize that life isn’t all about sex” or “I can’t believe Incels really want to kill people because they’re not getting sex.”
Obvious strawman aside, these people are, at least to an extent, wrong.
Now I know Inceldom is a spectrum and that I can’t speak for everyone on this site, but at least for myself, being an Incel isn’t about sex (or lack thereof). I don’t care for having sex. If I want to have an orgasm, I’ll beat my meat.
However, unlike sex, there’s no way to replicate the feeling of having someone care about you. There’s no way anyone can fill the gap in my life that my parents never did, and actually feel important to someone. It’s just an endless cycle of going to classes/work, eating shitty food, then going back to my cold dorm room with broken heat and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, and doing the same thing tomorrow and the next day and the day after that and every day, knowing you may as well be invisible to everyone else.
