Inceldom is the lowest part of my life... I've nothing... I'm ready to die... After this whatever I do, I do without holding back... Blackpill has liberated me...
I don't care about the light... The tunnel is my home now... I'm 22, jobless, living with my mother in a slumlike condition in India... I'm not super poor but I'm a nobody... I've only one way... To be something, anything... I'll do it. You guys are the closest thing to a family I have... I'll never forget you.
I might have an answer. Considering that there is not much lower you can go from rock bottom. It's reassuring to know that if things can't get worse we have developed more character, cope skills, and resilience to hardship that no normie would ever possess. So this shitty life grants us strength and understanding?