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mrkittycel
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people talking about me like i'm not right there in front of them, their endless banter directed at me as an assault, and i'm expected to take it lightheartedly, and laugh alongside them
mocking my physical appearance. But alas, boredom sets in, the topic slowly changes to their relationship status or sex life. Such conversations are so alien to me that it's like they just decided to randomly converse in an unknown foreign language. All mutuality vanishes and suddenly I find myself in uncharted territory, these people aren't my friends, they are simply making a joke out of me, they enjoy my company only because I boost their ego, I exist as a sort of pump, ballooning the egos of everyone around me, internally I think these people actually "like" me, but the reality is I am being used.
An incel will never be allowed a moments rest, their days are spent defending against an endless sea of hostile attacks, abandoned by their allies long ago. Their course unknown, even to ourselves. If the attacks are not from others, they wage war with the ship itself, do we continue to sail into the desolate sea as outcasts or do we simply allow ourselves to sink into the great abyss.
mocking my physical appearance. But alas, boredom sets in, the topic slowly changes to their relationship status or sex life. Such conversations are so alien to me that it's like they just decided to randomly converse in an unknown foreign language. All mutuality vanishes and suddenly I find myself in uncharted territory, these people aren't my friends, they are simply making a joke out of me, they enjoy my company only because I boost their ego, I exist as a sort of pump, ballooning the egos of everyone around me, internally I think these people actually "like" me, but the reality is I am being used.
An incel will never be allowed a moments rest, their days are spent defending against an endless sea of hostile attacks, abandoned by their allies long ago. Their course unknown, even to ourselves. If the attacks are not from others, they wage war with the ship itself, do we continue to sail into the desolate sea as outcasts or do we simply allow ourselves to sink into the great abyss.