Sooner or later, I'll have to make peace with the fact that I'll remain an incel until I die. I don't want to but I feel that in the long run it would be better for my sanity.
I'll have to get used to the fact I'll never receive the affection of a woman or experience romantic love, which is something I have yearned for ever since I was a teenager.
I know it's not going to be easy but I'm going to have to try.
Yes, I will feel envious of my friends and peers who are living happy fulfilled lives with their wives and girlfriends.
Yes, I will feel bitter over the fact that I've been condemned to a life of loneliness simply because I look a certain way, which is something I had no say in.
And yes, I will feel anger over the fact that some guys will keep getting women simply because they're good looking.
It is what it is. Nature is brutal. There's nothing I can do about it.
My inceldom will persist regardless of how I endure it. My actions will have no bearing on the fact that I will die alone. So all I can do is accept the cards I've been dealt.
I'm in my 40s. I'm tired. And it's too late for me. I have nothing to look forward to but a life of loneliness and emptiness.
At this point the only thing I can do is focus on the things that I can control, such as my health, career, finances and hobbies. Not because I think they are substitutes for a meaningful loving relationship with a special someone, but because they are crucial aspects of my life.
It's important to me that I do not let inceldom ruin whatever I have going for me.
I must continueliving existing until my time on earth naturally comes to an end.
Thanks for reading.
I'll have to get used to the fact I'll never receive the affection of a woman or experience romantic love, which is something I have yearned for ever since I was a teenager.
I know it's not going to be easy but I'm going to have to try.
Yes, I will feel envious of my friends and peers who are living happy fulfilled lives with their wives and girlfriends.
Yes, I will feel bitter over the fact that I've been condemned to a life of loneliness simply because I look a certain way, which is something I had no say in.
And yes, I will feel anger over the fact that some guys will keep getting women simply because they're good looking.
It is what it is. Nature is brutal. There's nothing I can do about it.
My inceldom will persist regardless of how I endure it. My actions will have no bearing on the fact that I will die alone. So all I can do is accept the cards I've been dealt.
I'm in my 40s. I'm tired. And it's too late for me. I have nothing to look forward to but a life of loneliness and emptiness.
At this point the only thing I can do is focus on the things that I can control, such as my health, career, finances and hobbies. Not because I think they are substitutes for a meaningful loving relationship with a special someone, but because they are crucial aspects of my life.
It's important to me that I do not let inceldom ruin whatever I have going for me.
I must continue
Thanks for reading.
