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Thanks! I was diagnosed as Aspergers back in the day, but my therapist said that nowadays I probably wouldn't even be classified as such. It doesn't make sense to me, but I'll take it.
Does it I inhibit your social ability to the point it prevents you from getting a job? That must be a nightmare. Or are you just comfortably content in the NEET life?
 
I am an incel because I have a hairy ass
 
1. doesn't apply to me. 2. doesn't apply to me 3. never talk to people never have had friends, so not confirmed but I guess the fact that I am friendless means I'm physically ugly or unapproachable. 4. will probably apply to me.

What am I @Fontaine?
If you have never had friends then it’s likely mental rather than physical, you should start from there though. I emplore you to try and find some friends before looking for a girlfriend, it will give you a much higher chance.
 
Does it I inhibit your social ability to the point it prevents you from getting a job? That must be a nightmare. Or are you just comfortably content in the NEET life?
Being ugly is only one of my many deficits. ;-)

I hate life. Why would I work to survive?
 
I wish i was fucked tbh.
By a femoid
 
Being ugly is only one of my many deficits. ;-)

I hate life. Why would I work to survive?
Yeah fair enough, I always think I’ll be happier when I’m not working because I don’t particularly enjoy going to work. It’s great at first but then I start to lose my mind with nothing to do all day but think my way into bottomless holes.
 
If you have never had friends then it’s likely mental rather than physical, you should start from there though. I emplore you to try and find some friends before looking for a girlfriend, it will give you a much higher chance.
Well you are right since I am indeed on the spectrum and always manage to act autistic in such a manner that people interpret my actions as that of being uninterested in conversation. So it's over you can't fix autism. Believe me I tell myself all the time "I will do this or that", never worked.
 
Well you are right since I am indeed on the spectrum and always manage to act autistic in such a manner that people interpret my actions as that of being uninterested in conversation. So it's over you can't fix autism. Believe me I tell myself all the time "I will do this or that", never worked.
Do autistic people like hanging out with other autistic people? Genuine question, I can imagine it might be like a refuge to be around someone who knows what you’re going through. At the same time though is it just like adding fuel on the fire and makes communication even more difficult?
 
Do autistic people like hanging out with other autistic people? Genuine question, I can imagine it might be like a refuge to be around someone who knows what you’re going through. At the same time though is it just like adding fuel on the fire and makes communication even more difficult?
I don't know. Never experienced it. I can only effectively communicate online through text like this. I can think freely and the words flow naturally from mind to keyboard. IRL I stutter, pause often because I forget words, speak too softly or quickly, and many other verbal communication problems.

I don't particularly feel any solidarity with other people on the autism spectrum, especially the drooling retards or self-harming ones. ASD/Asperger's is so broad that two autistic people don't necessarily have the same issues, or at least that's how I feel.

Although I would like to experience friend-having, since I've never experienced such thing. I don't really care what they are (as in any race, sex, or any other specification), a friend would be nice perhaps. But since I haven't experienced it myself I can only infer.
 
I don't know. Never experienced it. I can only effectively communicate online through text like this. I can think freely and the words flow naturally from mind to keyboard. IRL I stutter, pause often because I forget words, speak too softly or quickly, and many other verbal communication problems.

I don't particularly feel any solidarity with other people on the autism spectrum, especially the drooling retards or self-harming ones. ASD/Asperger's is so broad that two autistic people don't necessarily have the same issues, or at least that's how I feel.

Although I would like to experience friend-having, since I've never experienced such thing. I don't really care what they are (as in any race, sex, or any other specification), a friend would be nice perhaps. But since I haven't experienced it myself I can only infer.
What was it like at school? You type well, you seem like an educated individual.
 
What was it like at school? You type well, you seem like an educated individual.
Thanks. Well you should answer your own questions before you ask them. Anyway, I feel like you might be someone that I went to school with attempting to identify me. But you're probably not and either way I don't care. I'm just being paranoid.

It was like living the same day everyday. I went in, did the class stuff, went on home to play videogames mainly WoW. At lunchtime for the first year I sat at the losers' table, where all the rejects sat. Everyone in that table was ugly, maybe even a few of them might be around here. I wouldn't be surprised. After that year I stopped having lunch and would sit at the library, or the restroom, or wait in a hallway until the classes re-initiated. I didn't talk to any of these people either.

One time I don't remember why I was sitting in the lunch room waiting for something, and I had sat in the Chads and Stacys' table. Lunch bell rang and these Chads and Stacies came and sat at their table. Except I was there. They didn't mention it at all, but I was surprised that they didn't say anything. They just ignored me and I them.

In retrospect I know why they didn't bother me as I sat in their table (and why I never got bullied): they didn't want to upset the potential school shooter kid who didn't talk to anyone, hehe.
 
Thanks. Well you should answer your own questions before you ask them. Anyway, I feel like you might be someone that I went to school with attempting to identify me. But you're probably not and either way I don't care. I'm just being paranoid.

It was like living the same day everyday. I went in, did the class stuff, went on home to play videogames mainly WoW. At lunchtime for the first year I sat at the losers' table, where all the rejects sat. Everyone in that table was ugly, maybe even a few of them might be around here. I wouldn't be surprised. After that year I stopped having lunch and would sit at the library, or the restroom, or wait in a hallway until the classes re-initiated. I didn't talk to any of these people either.

One time I don't remember why I was sitting in the lunch room waiting for something, and I had sat in the Chads and Stacys' table. Lunch bell rang and these Chads and Stacies came and sat at their table. Except I was there. They didn't mention it at all, but I was surprised that they didn't say anything. They just ignored me and I them.

In retrospect I know why they didn't bother me as I sat in their table (and why I never got bullied): they didn't want to upset the potential school shooter kid who didn't talk to anyone, hehe.
Well I live in the UK and we don’t have school shooters so I assure you I have no idea who you are, haha. Are your parents just cool with you living the NEETlife at home?
 
I don't think anyone is really. It's a big world out there if you find an effective way to engage with it.
 
The only reason why I am not truly FUCKED is JBW in SEA.
 
5'4, 4 inch dick, 2/10 face. Depressed to the point of non-function. So anxious that every moment spent outside this house is excruciating, exhausting in the way trudging through oceans of mud would be. Fuck, there are many things about my existence that I haven't and won't reveal, even here, on account of just how pathetic and shameful they are.

I genuinely have not encountered anyone with a life that resembles mine in the slightest. I do not mean to claim I have it worst, or that I have come anywhere close to experiencing the worst suffering a human can suffer, not at all, but still. You know when normies point to some miracle-case and say, "Hey, it might be bad, but if he can make it, there is a chance you can too, right?" For me, there is no beacon of hope to follow, none who vaguely match my circumstances. I've never met anyone who doesn't make me feel like some sort of otherworldly alien.
I'd do anything for just, a friend or two, who I could actually enjoy being around, who I was somehow able to communicate with. Christ, this isolation is maddening. To think, I haven't felt the touch of another since childhood, and I never will, again... how is one to survive with this knowledge? It is unhuman knowledge.
I suppose this isn't even related, but, I don't know... fuck, I can't even make it halfway through a post without losing track of my thinking entirely. Posting requires more mental energy than I can give a lot of the time, for that reason a lot of your responses go unanswered, and I apologize for that.
I haven't enjoyed anything, or felt anything positive, in years, and it only grows worse. All I do is distract myself as much as I can, via mindless time-wasting on the internet, and such. That's all I can do. My life is in a bottomless pit and I see not even the slightest chance of climbing back out. Well, I suppose I must, or I would've roped, huh? I don't know. I'm fucked, I have no idea what to do, fuck.
Fuck.
 
I'm an aspie who is 5'8 and has a 4/10 face. Considering how 44% of aspie men, in a sample of 35+ year old average are still virgins, and hypergamy will only skew things even more for the younger crowd, I think Im rather fucked.
 
I've been called ugly since elementary school to this very day, by random people, acquaintances, friends, and even family members. I remember in highschool I was riding the bus home and the bus right beside ours had a group of kids pointing, opening the windows, and shouting "UGLY" at me.

I have no good facial features at all, nothing besides ears I guess, but who the fuck cares about your ears!? Most people atleast Have a good jawline, or good eye area, or good nose, but I have a terrible everything. Its so fucking unfair. And then ontop of it I have to deal with prettyboy fakecels trying to pose as truecels and one of them is a fucking mod!
 
Incel.me's pretty strict. I told some reaaaally humiliating stories, even coded, and I got warned.

Like this.

It's best to avoid it all though. People here are understandably sensitive about sexual experiences.

Is that the official line? I got warned once for relating an experience with spoiler precaution.
 
I don't know. Never experienced it. I can only effectively communicate online through text like this. I can think freely and the words flow naturally from mind to keyboard. IRL I stutter, pause often because I forget words, speak too softly or quickly, and many other verbal communication problems.

I don't particularly feel any solidarity with other people on the autism spectrum, especially the drooling retards or self-harming ones. ASD/Asperger's is so broad that two autistic people don't necessarily have the same issues, or at least that's how I feel.

Although I would like to experience friend-having, since I've never experienced such thing. I don't really care what they are (as in any race, sex, or any other specification), a friend would be nice perhaps. But since I haven't experienced it myself I can only infer.
I'm the same way, and it's a result of not getting to socialize and build up your social skills, which is different than texting, because you can plan out your words.
 
5'4, 4 inch dick, 2/10 face. Depressed to the point of non-function. So anxious that every moment spent outside this house is excruciating, exhausting in the way trudging through oceans of mud would be. Fuck, there are many things about my existence that I haven't and won't reveal, even here, on account of just how pathetic and shameful they are.

I genuinely have not encountered anyone with a life that resembles mine in the slightest. I do not mean to claim I have it worst, or that I have come anywhere close to experiencing the worst suffering a human can suffer, not at all, but still. You know when normies point to some miracle-case and say, "Hey, it might be bad, but if he can make it, there is a chance you can too, right?" For me, there is no beacon of hope to follow, none who vaguely match my circumstances. I've never met anyone who doesn't make me feel like some sort of otherworldly alien.
I'd do anything for just, a friend or two, who I could actually enjoy being around, who I was somehow able to communicate with. Christ, this isolation is maddening. To think, I haven't felt the touch of another since childhood, and I never will, again... how is one to survive with this knowledge? It is unhuman knowledge.
I suppose this isn't even related, but, I don't know... fuck, I can't even make it halfway through a post without losing track of my thinking entirely. Posting requires more mental energy than I can give a lot of the time, for that reason a lot of your responses go unanswered, and I apologize for that.
I haven't enjoyed anything, or felt anything positive, in years, and it only grows worse. All I do is distract myself as much as I can, via mindless time-wasting on the internet, and such. That's all I can do. My life is in a bottomless pit and I see not even the slightest chance of climbing back out. Well, I suppose I must, or I would've roped, huh? I don't know. I'm fucked, I have no idea what to do, fuck.
Fuck.

The .5 inch on my 5'3.5 height went to my 4.5 inch dick. Not sure if we have the same lives since I'm brown looking Asian although I have a recessed chin also
 
Is that the official line? I got warned once for relating an experience with spoiler precaution.
If you got warned anyway, I guess it's not allowed! I was told putting "bragging" within spoiler tags was okay, but the rules are tight.
 
i thought users said u were rich @Fontaine ?
 
The .5 inch on my 5'3.5 height went to my 4.5 inch dick. Not sure if we have the same lives since I'm brown looking Asian although I have a recessed chin also
Well, our lives may be vastly different, but we share at least some of the same, rare pain, that only those with our kinds of bodies can share.
I was going to ask, "how do you find it all", but after taking a look through your threads, there is no need. :feelsbadman:
 
3/ Severe and global ugliness that was independently confirmed by at least fifty persons
 
5'4, 4 inch dick, 2/10 face. Depressed to the point of non-function. So anxious that every moment spent outside this house is excruciating, exhausting in the way trudging through oceans of mud would be. Fuck, there are many things about my existence that I haven't and won't reveal, even here, on account of just how pathetic and shameful they are.

I genuinely have not encountered anyone with a life that resembles mine in the slightest. I do not mean to claim I have it worst, or that I have come anywhere close to experiencing the worst suffering a human can suffer, not at all, but still. You know when normies point to some miracle-case and say, "Hey, it might be bad, but if he can make it, there is a chance you can too, right?" For me, there is no beacon of hope to follow, none who vaguely match my circumstances. I've never met anyone who doesn't make me feel like some sort of otherworldly alien.
I'd do anything for just, a friend or two, who I could actually enjoy being around, who I was somehow able to communicate with. Christ, this isolation is maddening. To think, I haven't felt the touch of another since childhood, and I never will, again... how is one to survive with this knowledge? It is unhuman knowledge.
I suppose this isn't even related, but, I don't know... fuck, I can't even make it halfway through a post without losing track of my thinking entirely. Posting requires more mental energy than I can give a lot of the time, for that reason a lot of your responses go unanswered, and I apologize for that.
I haven't enjoyed anything, or felt anything positive, in years, and it only grows worse. All I do is distract myself as much as I can, via mindless time-wasting on the internet, and such. That's all I can do. My life is in a bottomless pit and I see not even the slightest chance of climbing back out. Well, I suppose I must, or I would've roped, huh? I don't know. I'm fucked, I have no idea what to do, fuck.
Fuck.
I thought you were 5'6", did you shrink two inches? Anyway, I think I'm a truecel because I'm the size of a 13 yr old boy.
 
5'4, 4 inch dick, 2/10 face. Depressed to the point of non-function. So anxious that every moment spent outside this house is excruciating, exhausting in the way trudging through oceans of mud would be. Fuck, there are many things about my existence that I haven't and won't reveal, even here, on account of just how pathetic and shameful they are.

I genuinely have not encountered anyone with a life that resembles mine in the slightest. I do not mean to claim I have it worst, or that I have come anywhere close to experiencing the worst suffering a human can suffer, not at all, but still. You know when normies point to some miracle-case and say, "Hey, it might be bad, but if he can make it, there is a chance you can too, right?" For me, there is no beacon of hope to follow, none who vaguely match my circumstances. I've never met anyone who doesn't make me feel like some sort of otherworldly alien.
I'd do anything for just, a friend or two, who I could actually enjoy being around, who I was somehow able to communicate with. Christ, this isolation is maddening. To think, I haven't felt the touch of another since childhood, and I never will, again... how is one to survive with this knowledge? It is unhuman knowledge.
I suppose this isn't even related, but, I don't know... fuck, I can't even make it halfway through a post without losing track of my thinking entirely. Posting requires more mental energy than I can give a lot of the time, for that reason a lot of your responses go unanswered, and I apologize for that.
I haven't enjoyed anything, or felt anything positive, in years, and it only grows worse. All I do is distract myself as much as I can, via mindless time-wasting on the internet, and such. That's all I can do. My life is in a bottomless pit and I see not even the slightest chance of climbing back out. Well, I suppose I must, or I would've roped, huh? I don't know. I'm fucked, I have no idea what to do, fuck.
Fuck.
absolutely brutal.
 
1/ One major deformity, or at least two moderate deformities
2/ Height under 5"7 with no good attribute to compensate
3/ Severe and global ugliness that was independently confirmed by at least three persons
4/ More than 35 yo with no status or money, and not handsome to compensate


I am. I have a total of four deformities, one major, and my ugliness was independently confirmed by at least ten persons.

5/ Autism or another severe mental illness or personality disorder

https://incels.is/threads/nuclear-autismpill-the-abysmal-sex-life-of-aspie-men.66103/
 
I'm a balding manlet. Need i say more?
 
1 and 3 are most fucked. I say this because it isn't uncommon to see 2 and 4 with decent looking women. But you never see the same with 1 and 3. At least I haven't.
 
5'4, 4 inch dick, 2/10 face. Depressed to the point of non-function. So anxious that every moment spent outside this house is excruciating, exhausting in the way trudging through oceans of mud would be. Fuck, there are many things about my existence that I haven't and won't reveal, even here, on account of just how pathetic and shameful they are.

I genuinely have not encountered anyone with a life that resembles mine in the slightest. I do not mean to claim I have it worst, or that I have come anywhere close to experiencing the worst suffering a human can suffer, not at all, but still. You know when normies point to some miracle-case and say, "Hey, it might be bad, but if he can make it, there is a chance you can too, right?" For me, there is no beacon of hope to follow, none who vaguely match my circumstances. I've never met anyone who doesn't make me feel like some sort of otherworldly alien.
I'd do anything for just, a friend or two, who I could actually enjoy being around, who I was somehow able to communicate with. Christ, this isolation is maddening. To think, I haven't felt the touch of another since childhood, and I never will, again... how is one to survive with this knowledge? It is unhuman knowledge.
I suppose this isn't even related, but, I don't know... fuck, I can't even make it halfway through a post without losing track of my thinking entirely. Posting requires more mental energy than I can give a lot of the time, for that reason a lot of your responses go unanswered, and I apologize for that.
I haven't enjoyed anything, or felt anything positive, in years, and it only grows worse. All I do is distract myself as much as I can, via mindless time-wasting on the internet, and such. That's all I can do. My life is in a bottomless pit and I see not even the slightest chance of climbing back out. Well, I suppose I must, or I would've roped, huh? I don't know. I'm fucked, I have no idea what to do, fuck.
Fuck.
There are places you can find friends in your area online, usually the other people looking are ultra high-inhib as well and have similar interests. I would make that your first mission. It is clearly quite a hard thing to do, but it is the clear next step if you are going to improve your quality of life. I really hope you can.
 
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