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"The Pessimist Was Right All Along"
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Okay, so even though I'm virtually wheelchair bound due to Alcoholic Neuropathy caused by my drinking (hence rehab), I still had to go along on this paintballing "day out" with everyone as they wouldn't let me stay behind unstaffed. It was basically 40 Chads and GigaChads who mostly knew eachother, and 6 of us from Rehab who are all Incel/Oldcel/Addictcel's. I had the most boring day just sat in a cafeteria, no phone signal because it's in the middle of nowhere so I couldn't even browse .co to pass the time, just waiting on the whole saga to finish. Afer every game I had to sit and listen to Chads all talking about their plans for tonight and all the Stacie's they are going to fuck, whilst I'm sat in a mobility scooter smiling politely and chatting to them (In fairness, they were pretty sound blokes. Most Chad's I encounter are usually quite ok with me as they don't see a decrepit Truecel like me as any kind of threat) all the while dying slightly inside knowing I have missed out on my whole life and have only a wheelchair-bound, rapid decline and painful death to look forward too