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I've finally reached acceptance tonight. Will probably leave this community.

TheLastandtheFirst

TheLastandtheFirst

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I'm 25, going on 26.

Went through all seven stages of grief.

I got blackpilled a few years ago in my early 20s. It fucking ripped my mind apart when I saw the dark patterns that underpin human behavior.

I denied at first I was a subhuman in terms of physical attractiveness. no, it can't be, I'm not like this

Then anger, I blew up at my parents and family for gaslighting me about my own hideousness and for giving up on me.

Then bargaining. I even got plastic surgery for a nosejob. Worked out, got in the best shape of my life, got a new haircut, new clothes to look fresh, cologne, put myself out there, online dating, approaching women in bars, etc.

Then depression these past couple of years.

"Testing" - minor acts, occasionally going to bars, asking women out, etc.

Acceptance. I'm done.

I'm a subhuman in physical attractiveness, I'm below average, and I'll likely die alone.

At least I have my mind and my imaginary deity, and if that goes, it won't matter anyways.

Game over.
 
Goodbye and good luck.
 
It’s kind of freeing isn’t it.
I always found realizing it all quite freeing
 
JoinedMar 5, 2023
 
see you tomorrow
 
Whitepill endgame
 
fugg its ovER
 
You will return. It's not over when you accept it. It's never freeing. Condemning yourself to defeat is never freeing as many claim. You will rage, seethe and dilate and then you will die alone. There will be no peace.
 
You will return. It's not over when you accept it. It's never freeing. Condemning yourself to defeat is never freeing as many claim. You will rage, seethe and dilate and then you will die alone. There will be no peace.
Fuck this is so true. People believe acceptance will bring peace, but all it takes is seeing a glimpse of what you dont have.

You see a father on social media hanging out with his kids.

You see people your age raising children.

You hear people talk about their life and you just cant relate.

You see kids younger than you 10x more successful than you,

and you will relapse.
 
This.
In a few years, all your friends and acquaintances are going to get married and have kids. They will no longer hangout with you. You can no longer relate to their lives.
Unless you can cope purely on games and/or other solitary activities, there is no escape.
Wanted to view the responses to this thread.

That already happened with the few friends I had. They’re all gone, and I don’t really have anyone.

I never had a real friend group in my life. Only a few friends, and every friend I did have was part of a group that hated me and wanted nothing to do with me.

It’s not so much the loneliness that bugs me. That’s I’m used to and have been used to for the entirery of my existence.

It’s more the fact that all my suffering isn’t building to anything meaningful at all but more egregious and hardcore forms of suffering which will only get worse until I start physical suffering and unceremoniously die, and nothing I can do - no working out, no putting myself out there, no making people laugh, no doing morally good things for people, nothing, can ever cure it.

Most people in life just desire stuff - mainly sex and living carefree. They derive some kind of meaning like their sexual desires mean something. But as soon as they get older, they grow bitter and resentful they can’t live as carefree or as fun as they used to when they were younger, and then they vilify the shit out of those things from a place of resentment, like they’ve “grown and matured” (they haven’t. They are the same teenagers they once were deep down, they just resent the fact they can’t have fun anymore). Then they die.

I’m fucking 25 and I’ve gone passed that stage already in my early 20s. I no longer delude myself with resentment based morality, as it achieves nothing. I’m honest about how things like sex, physical attractiveness, fun, drugs, adventure, wealth, are all good things that people pursue. If there is any “spiritual” meaning to this, it’s that all that matters is power and hierarchy and to vilify that is to be a slave; but some people are born slaves and can’t do anything about it.
 
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You haven't tried locationmaxxing tho
 
You haven't tried locationmaxxing tho
Yeah bro, just pick up some Thai whore and have half gook half Caucasian-subhuman kids that kill themselves, cut their dicks off, or shoots up a school :soy::soy::soy:
 
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But yeah leaving this community is not a bad idea. I dont see any helpful info just memes. I guess it is fun to joke around & be with people with the same problems
 
It’s kind of freeing isn’t it.
I always found realizing it all quite freeing
Amidst the haze, bluepilled hearts roam, yet above the fog, we glimpse the truths unknown.
 
ok, bro
meet you on heaven
 
:blackpill:This is something you can never recover from.
Truth, when you see it for what it is, out of your control for the most part or transactional on a soulless level; well I don't see how you can come back from that unless you're a sociopath or some shit.
 
Saddening. I always thought your posts were high IQ. Oh well,if leaving will make you happier,who are we to stop you?
 
I'm 25, going on 26.

Went through all seven stages of grief.

I got blackpilled a few years ago in my early 20s. It fucking ripped my mind apart when I saw the dark patterns that underpin human behavior.

I denied at first I was a subhuman in terms of physical attractiveness. no, it can't be, I'm not like this

Then anger, I blew up at my parents and family for gaslighting me about my own hideousness and for giving up on me.

Then bargaining. I even got plastic surgery for a nosejob. Worked out, got in the best shape of my life, got a new haircut, new clothes to look fresh, cologne, put myself out there, online dating, approaching women in bars, etc.

Then depression these past couple of years.

"Testing" - minor acts, occasionally going to bars, asking women out, etc.

Acceptance. I'm done.

I'm a subhuman in physical attractiveness, I'm below average, and I'll likely die alone.

At least I have my mind and my imaginary deity, and if that goes, it won't matter anyways.

Game over.
Much respect my man. You gave it your all. You can at least not feel the regret of never giving it your all when you get older.


Solute
 
But yeah leaving this community is not a bad idea. I dont see any helpful info just memes. I guess it is fun to joke around & be with people with the same problems
ok darkBlue
 
good luck i guess
 
R
 
I'm 25, going on 26.

Went through all seven stages of grief.

I got blackpilled a few years ago in my early 20s. It fucking ripped my mind apart when I saw the dark patterns that underpin human behavior.

I denied at first I was a subhuman in terms of physical attractiveness. no, it can't be, I'm not like this

Then anger, I blew up at my parents and family for gaslighting me about my own hideousness and for giving up on me.

Then bargaining. I even got plastic surgery for a nosejob. Worked out, got in the best shape of my life, got a new haircut, new clothes to look fresh, cologne, put myself out there, online dating, approaching women in bars, etc.

Then depression these past couple of years.

"Testing" - minor acts, occasionally going to bars, asking women out, etc.

Acceptance. I'm done.

I'm a subhuman in physical attractiveness, I'm below average, and I'll likely die alone.

At least I have my mind and my imaginary deity, and if that goes, it won't matter anyways.

Game over.
Send me a pic privately of urself.
 
Same doesnt feel like home anymore
 
I'm 25, going on 26.

Went through all seven stages of grief.

I got blackpilled a few years ago in my early 20s. It fucking ripped my mind apart when I saw the dark patterns that underpin human behavior.

I denied at first I was a subhuman in terms of physical attractiveness. no, it can't be, I'm not like this

Then anger, I blew up at my parents and family for gaslighting me about my own hideousness and for giving up on me.

Then bargaining. I even got plastic surgery for a nosejob. Worked out, got in the best shape of my life, got a new haircut, new clothes to look fresh, cologne, put myself out there, online dating, approaching women in bars, etc.

Then depression these past couple of years.

"Testing" - minor acts, occasionally going to bars, asking women out, etc.

Acceptance. I'm done.

I'm a subhuman in physical attractiveness, I'm below average, and I'll likely die alone.

At least I have my mind and my imaginary deity, and if that goes, it won't matter anyways.

Game over.
Cya tomrorow
 

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