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- Was molested by the same "doctor" who later butchered my penis for literally no reason
- Said butchering also gave me autism and brain damage (the huge amount of pain + anesthesia can fuck up your brain if it's still developing)
- No friends in primary and high school, last time I had a friend was when I was 12 years old
- Constantly abused by my dad, both physically and mentally
- Bad to passable grades due to depression and autism
- KHHV during all of my teen years
- All attempts at being normal and getting a gf failed, not even looksmaxing worked

Truly over for me
 
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butchered penis wut?

you mean like a poorly done circumcision or something?
 
Dude stop coping already with blaming your inceldom on circumcission and autism.

It was because of LOOKS and LOOKS only
 
butchered penis wut?

you mean like a poorly done circumcision or something?
Just a normal medical circumcision, doesn't matter because it's still inhumane and barbaric and all jews should die tbh tbh
 
My childhoold was kinda awesome i think
Shit went downhill when i got 13 and depression hit hard and still going :feelsrope:
Damn circumcising makes me cringe, you’re basically a cuck for having your skin ripped off.
it never began :feelsrope:
 
Was brutally rejected and mocked by a girl I loved in high school. She laughed at me and called me a freak. All her friends joined in and this bullying went on for several months.

I had homicidal fantasies. I wanted to kill those cunts but I was too much of a coward.
 
-Never molested
-My genitals are unmutilated
-Very few friends, in fact only one in high school but I dropped him a few years ago
-No abuse from parents
-Very bad grades due to ADHD, anxiety, and never doing a lick of work
-KHHV all my teen years
-Attempts at being normal and getting a girlfriend failed, never tried the gym or taking care of my skin

I really hope it’s not over for me. But I suspect it is.
Was brutally rejected and mocked by a girl I loved in high school. She laughed at me and called me a freak. All her friends joined in and this bullying went on for several months.

I had homicidal fantasies. I wanted to kill those cunts but I was too much of a coward.
That’s rough. :(
 
Cons:

- Severely botched circumcision, parents could have sued but didn't probably because the money would have went to me and not them
- Did poorly academically throughout school, teachers thought i was retarded
- Got beat up by a much larger high schooler while in 7th grade several times
- End up stabbing him and went to juvie for a few months
- Puberty hit me like a white van in Toronto
- Acne intensifies, students keep assuming i'm dirty and don't shower because of said acne even though I showered twice a day and was very hygienic.
- Used benzoyl peroxide and salicylic acid regularly, it barely did anything
- High T ogre genes and deathnik gene kick in stretching out my midface to ungodly long proportions
- Also gave me a huge nose and other ugly ogre features
- Get made fun of constantly for my "pizza face" "horse face" "big nose" "looking like a caveman" and just being "UGLY" throughout high school

Pros:

- Never molested or abused. (while my parents ,especially my mother, were always angry and shouting at me and beat me from time to time, they were never outright abusive)
- Playing football and curb ball outside with friends without a care in the world
- Great sega genesis games (especially Phantasy star 4)
- First few seasons of Pokemon
- First few seasons of Yu-Gi-Oh
- The Simpsons was good
- Playstation 1 era (especially Final fantasy VII, Aeris was one of my first waifus)
- Had the privilege of going into Evangelion blind at age 14 (Episode 24...god damn did i get some feels)
- Sega Dreamcast
- Shenmue 1 and 2
- The culture was overall much better.
- The internet was still new, had not gotten mainstream, and was overall pretty fun
- Optimistic about the future

Overall, a pretty mixed bag, but MUCH better than my adult life.

Childhood was a mixture of highs and lows. Adulthood is just a consistent low.
 
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- had a jewish doctor with a fake medical license try and kill me with opiates
- didn't speak until I was 7
- learned my alphabet at 3 or 2 years of age
- had a sister, wanted a brother instead
- got molested by a kid in 4th grade when I was in 3rd grade
- had a horrible birthday in 7th grade due to me getting into shortwave radio and hearing passive signals echo in my brain like I was schizo. most of it was in foreign languages
- ironically studied foreign languages in middle school as a "hobby"
- had a spastic fit in 6th grade over a class I had on feudalism
- got accused of sexual harassment by a bunch of foids in high school
- got beat up by wiggers a lot, most of them dagos, and making me hate Italian people until recently
- was straight-edge HC kid in a school full of Juggalos and Slipknot fans (I loved Obituary and Sepultura but thought Slapknut were posers)
- got tricked by a foid to make her bf jealous and then she ghosted me the next day

that's about as far as I go, after that was adulthood.
I must add that childhood to teen years was far worse, adulthood is just coasting by. another thing I must add is I never truly had a lifelong best friend.
 
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got beat up by wiggers a lot, most of them dagos, and making me hate Italian people until recently

Lots of Italians are incel due to long midfaces and big noses. Maybe they were taking their offwhite long midface rage on you because the germanic/nordic kids were slaying while they were incel.

was straight-edge HC kid in a school full of Juggalos and Slipknot fans

My school had a small handful of juggalos but they were all at the bottom of the social ladder. I can't imagine a school full of them.

How old are you btw? ICP and slipknot were at their peak in the early to mid 2000s. So if my calculations are correct you're around my age, maybe a few years younger?
 

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- Was molested by the same "doctor" who later butchered my penis for literally no reason
- Said butchering also gave me autism and brain damage (the huge amount of pain + anesthesia can fuck up your brain if it's still developing)
- No friends in primary and high school, last time I had a friend was when I was 12 years old
- Constantly abused by my dad, both physically and mentally
- Bad to passable grades due to depression and autism
- KHHV during all of my teen years
- All attempts at being normal and getting a gf failed, not even looksmaxing worked

Truly over for me
had a great childhood tbh, best period of my life. puberty was the wall for me
 
- Only black kid in school
- Get beat up, spat on and insulted with racial slurs almost everyday, couldn't even go outside without random people starring at me or stupid kids calling me names like "zwarte piet" google it..
- One day have enough of getting bullied at school and decide to defend myself, beat up one kid, he cries like a bitch and calls his 20 year brother to beat me up.
- The older brother gathers around 8 others his age who wore ski-masks, carried knuckledusters, knives and a camera, they were waiting for me near the school exit.
- Ride my bicycle as fast as I can to escape them, one fucker kicked my bike so hard I lost balance and entered traffic almost getting hit by a car.
- They followed me with their motor bikes trying to find out were I lived but I got rid of them some how.

This happened when I was 13 and from there it just went downhill, this event was the catalyst for my social anxiety and OCD
 
- Got beat up by a much larger high schooler while in 7th grade several times
- End up stabbing him and went to juvie for a few months.

When I start my conquest against society remind me to contact you, I'm always impressed by someone that fights back, its refreshing to hear about unlike the usual BS I see posted here where guys keep being fucked with and never do anything about it.
 
-Oneitis pretended she was lesbian to get away from me
-Girl that I sorted liked asked for a kiss, so I went in for it for her to slap the shit out of me and post it on IG
-Got beat up everyday, when I started fighting back my bullies got the admins on me
-After one fight the entire class started chanting the words monster and die repeadtly
-Girls that are nice to me are only nice if they need food, homework, or money. I gave money to a girl and the next day she didnt remeer my name
-Got pelted by rocks in middleschool
-Has gotten my head smashed into bus window by groups of girls, leaving scarring on my forehead
- got spat on by a girl that I kind of liked
-Got my phone stolen in middleschool, beat up the girl that stole it and took my shit back only for her to report it as stolen and launching an investigation
-sister made fun of me for having no friends and took my xbox and lifted it over the kitchen sink above the water, that caused a suicidal impulse which has me stuck in therapy to this day
 
-Oneitis pretended she was lesbian to get away from me
-Girl that I sorted liked asked for a kiss, so I went in for it for her to slap the shit out of me and post it on IG
-Got beat up everyday, when I started fighting back my bullies got the admins on me
-After one fight the entire class started chanting the words monster and die repeadtly
-Girls that are nice to me are only nice if they need food, homework, or money. I gave money to a girl and the next day she didnt remeer my name
-Got pelted by rocks in middleschool
-Has gotten my head smashed into bus window by groups of girls, leaving scarring on my forehead
- got spat on by a girl that I kind of liked
-Got my phone stolen in middleschool, beat up the girl that stole it and took my shit back only for her to report it as stolen and launching an investigation
-sister made fun of me for having no friends and took my xbox and lifted it over the kitchen sink above the water, that caused a suicidal impulse which has me stuck in therapy to this day
Jesus Christ bro. I woulda already roped if I were you.
 
-Oneitis pretended she was lesbian to get away from me
-Girl that I sorted liked asked for a kiss, so I went in for it for her to slap the shit out of me and post it on IG
-Got beat up everyday, when I started fighting back my bullies got the admins on me
-After one fight the entire class started chanting the words monster and die repeadtly
-Girls that are nice to me are only nice if they need food, homework, or money. I gave money to a girl and the next day she didnt remeer my name
-Got pelted by rocks in middleschool
-Has gotten my head smashed into bus window by groups of girls, leaving scarring on my forehead
- got spat on by a girl that I kind of liked
-Got my phone stolen in middleschool, beat up the girl that stole it and took my shit back only for her to report it as stolen and launching an investigation
-sister made fun of me for having no friends and took my xbox and lifted it over the kitchen sink above the water, that caused a suicidal impulse which has me stuck in therapy to this day

It is over, friend.
 
>beaten by drunk father (lightly) all the time at elementary school age
>girls in 6th grade all thought i was a rapist, according to multiple people
>tried to stand up to a guy that punched me in bus for no reason. He was an extremely good boxer. My mom was nearby as well to go yell at the guy. Not a day goes along where that memory doesn't make me wanna kill myself.
>called ugly by many kids in middle school
>at peak point in social life, high school, people metely left me alone. By that i mean i atr lunch by myself over 80% of the time in school.
>worked hard in school to get advanced classes only to avoid having classes with the meanet kids.
>only had large social circle for roughly one month. They all disbanded due to going to drug rehab, dying, going to mental hospital, etc it was a druggie group.
>slowly got poorer and poorer. Live below poverty line by high school
>graduated khv
>got depressed after huge failure in wrestling freshman year despite putting psychotic amounts of work. Only got worse later on for more reasons
>few approaches, many humiliation.
>shiest and most insecure kid in the universe, especially before high school. Was treated like the biggest freak in the universe becausr of it (mixed in my ugliness)
>was weak in elementary and looked weak in middle.
>grew up in peak of pc culture
>repeatedly harassed by one guy in middle school until i beat him. Large hesitation due to losing fights and slapboxing alot (this was when my life began to improve)

Not bad for incel standards, i will give that.
 
-Born to christfag parents
-Brother came along and replaced me
-Repeated beatings from both mother and father until the age of 14
-Sent to a private Christian school where kids in older grades constantly bullied me
-Made friends with kids in my grade but my parents never let me visit them
-Constantly targeted by teachers
-A kid my age tries to shank me with a sharpened piece of fence and bullies me until the 4th grade
-Attempts suicide at 10 after rejection from first oneitis
-Goes to a summer camp where I’m bullied relentlessly by almost everyone, I fight one of the kids, win and get in trouble with the camp counselors but avoid parents wrath through manipulation
-All previous friends transfer to public school or moved to a different state
-A thugmaxxed group of basketball players come to the school and become the popular group
-In desperation I make friends with some guy who’s relationship with me was shaky at best
-I become the main target of my 6th grade class for insults and mockery
-Brother starts to become more hostile and confrontational leading to many fist fights
-Attends another camp where the aftermentioned “friend” turns my cabin mates against me
-Said “friend”then gets a gf and becomes popular, leaving me behind
-I make a new group of friends who barley tolerate my existence and often make backhanded comments towards me
-I’m accused of stealing one of the basketball players shoes and end up getting stabbed in the back with a pen because of it
-The nicest member of my “friend group” transfers
-Girls start using me for favors
-I discover porn and spend all of my free time watching it and playing video games
-One of the members of my group attacks me and gives me a swelled lip that hasn’t completely gone down yet
-Thugmaxxed basketball players try to jump me
-I complete middle school and transfer to a public school for highschool
-Grades drop due to depression, parents start treating me with less respect and more contempt
-Despite making a few fairweather friends I largely remain a loner
-I discover ER and start heavily researching past school shooters and terrorists
-I go to college and continue my 8 year long rotting streak
-Still a KHV
 
For me the past never happened
 
It never happened and I prefer not to talk about it
 
Yes...

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When I was a four-year-old, my parents and I lived in a duplex, where my father would hit Mother and damage the walls, resulting in holes near a wooden desk she used for sewing. I recall pouring soap in my eyes at this age to stop them from arguing.

When we moved, my father would regularly come home and argue with Mother over anything he disliked. He broke the windows in our living room as well as the windows in our kitchen, he broke a "Leopard Statue", he broke our kitchen table, he broke plates, he threw Mother's computer and clothes into the garbage bin. He'd regularly pound on Mother's room door(Used for crafts). He'd yell at Mother as he was driving her to work.

One day, Mother was asked by my father to write a check, which she did. However, he was angry because she was drying off after a shower. This led him to shove her onto the floor(She was naked) and kick her legs repeatedly, which I was present for and saw. He also broke her fingers and cut her knuckles, injured her knees and kicked her abdomen. Our utilities were cut off three times due to failure to pay, and the result was living with my paternal grandparents for weeks at a time. On the day we moved in with my maternal grandparents, me and Mother sat in the dark since my father didn't pay the utility bill("Well, then leave"; he left the house after yelling, which I hid from).

In my case, they certainly did. When I was a young child, I was denigrated by teachers because my writing was scribble from "Dysgraphia".

Mother used to grab me very forcefully(By the neck, as I was fidgeting with items; I would ache from it) and repeatedly tell me "Do you hear me!?! If people see you doing that, they will think you are men-tally retar-ded!" while shaking me and shaking the item near my eyes. She would tell me how embarrassing it is to have an autistic son who fidgets with items as a form of stimulation.

My grandmother would often ask me to do things for her. I obediently tried to follow her instructions and received denigration as a result. She would yell at me and say things like "Look! Use your eyes!"(Because I was anxious and had visual processing issues), "Did you hear me!?! That isn't the way I told you to do it!"(When I would drop things or make mistakes because I was sweating and anxious out of fear of upsetting her). She would tell me "Put your head up. No one did anything to you" because I was too anxious to make eye contact with her.

No, it was mostly my mother. Since I was the age of 4, my father would regularly come home and start yelling at/battering my mother over various things. We moved in with my grandparents eventually.

I judge myself as "semi-intermediate" in regards to programming skill. This is despite having years of (broken) experience, courtesy of ADHD.

ASD:
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As a young child(Six-Seven), I spent time using the computer at my paternal grandparent's house to read fanfiction and edit Pokemon ROMS using AdvanceMap, YAPE, and, to a much lesser extent, XSE(Downloaded from WhackAHack). I modified Pokemon Emerald and created a "Rayquaza Village". When I saw my older cousin(Fifteen) playing Super Mario 64 on his PSP, I searched online and discovered the "hard mod" method for installing custom firmware on Playstation devices(Preferred "Lime CFW" softmod. Emulation is how I learned about basic concepts of networking like "WAN" and "LAN"(I used Hamachi VPN to engage in net-play). I recall standing in a book store near Southridge Mall and deliberately searching for game programming books. This was how I learned of the language "C++" and its use for Wiibrew games.

Yes. At the age of six, I recall reading Dragon Ball fanfiction online.

It was about GT Trunks, and Son Pan. GT Trunks had sexual intercourse with Pan, and bit her. He later competed with GT Gohan so he could claim her.

"It was symbolic. The Prince sought to claim her, and bond with her sexually and emotionally"

There was much sexual tension.

Understood.

When I was in my early teens, my father would constantly denigrate my autistic traits. He would often tell me,

"Why are you so shameful all the time?" (I was anxious and kept my head down in public)

"We're going to grandma's house, hurry up!"(He wanted to make himself seem like an excellent father by showing her his son)

"You're moving so slowly"(He would hit me; I was sluggish from ASD/trauma)

"Your cousins are better than you!" (Again, anxiety and depression)

"I'm saying this to be kind. Don't anger me." (If I was struggling to go inside a store due to anxiety)

I once had Pyelonephritis and was fairly weak from it to the point of needing to stay home when my father wanted to visit a store. My father, instead of asking me if I took my prescribed antibiotics, simply told me, "Hurry up, let's go see grandma". He then asked Grandma to patronize me for my "disobedience".

When I was a child, my father and I would regularly visit my paternal grandmother's house at 5:00 AM to complain about Mother.

"She isn't helping me with the biils!" (Mother was working two jobs)

He would spend over an hour each day complaining to them before picking her up from work. This is despite Mother "bargaining" over the phone to keep our utilities and home available. (We lived with my paternal grandparents several times)

Literally(Non-Jokingly):

I was homeschooled due to health problems and bullying, which meant I sat in isolation daily while my parents constantly argued and hit each-other. My father would unlock our house door after work each day and start violent confrontations with Mother. I'd sit in my room and fidget while they were arguing.

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As such, I was never properly educated by Mother(Writing practice was the most she offered to me) and so I educated myself by reading any interesting books I could find, which included a nursing reference my maternal grandmother gave Mother and pocket dictionaries. When I visited my paternal grandparents, I'd sometimes read health-related articles online and fanfiction.

I could've been much more by adolescence if I had received early treatment for ADHD and Dyscalculia. Observe:

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My father used to swat me away without emotion when I would try to hug Mother as she was being battered.

Yes; my father would regularly batter Mother and break things. When angry, Mother would grab my stimming objects and shake them in my face while tightly grasping my neck.

Mother moved into a separate apartment and stayed with relatives, at times. We also had to live with my paternal grandparents.

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When Mother would argue with my father violently, I would sometimes try to interfere. This resulted in my father apathetically knocking me away with one hand. I fell down on the ground yet he never turned around to see if I was okay.

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I viewed Dragon Ball AMVs and gameplay, as well:







Our story begins in 2013. Intellau was 15, and S was 12. It's a story of inequality in group therapy.

I was an anxious fifteen-year-old with MDD and GAD. Each day, I was filled with crippling anxiety/"hazy depression" and would often start "shaking" on the way to group therapy. They gave me stress balls so I would stop fidgeting with my hands during therapy time. Still, the group psychologist considered me "NT" and often criticized me for my failure to make eye contact with other people in the room/failure to speak to other group youth(Social cue problems).

S was a twelve-year-old with "social anxiety" and "depression". During group therapy, I was told to speak to S, which was ignored because she preferred a taller, older boy over me and sat near him daily. The psychologists eventually switched S to another group out of concern for her "progress"(They believed I was "negatively influencing" her by behaving in accordance with my illnesses); S would mimic my neuro-atypical gestures to get attention.

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