I watched a video by YouTuber Babbling Loner, formerly known as Doomer Tejana, that really opened my eyes to something. The main message was that many guys like us are just cursed from birth to endure a lifetime of despair and misfortune.
It’s a curse on a spiritual level, like it’s just something you get and have with you for life that ensures nothing will go right for you and that you will always be clowned on and reminded of your pathetic existence no matter what happens.
I seriously believe I’ve got this curse. A few personal examples I’d say are from in college. In my last year, my roommate was a sub 5 mentalcel, or so I thought. He was easily 5’8 at most, no jawline, face as round as a bowling ball, and would not make eye contact with me, instead staring down at the floor. During the first half of the year, he would often cook food and get his groceries after dark and use the kitchen alone at night. If I was in the kitchen during the day and he needed to pass by me, he would stare down at the floor on the way out and stutter like crazy when he tried to greet me. I mogged this guy physically in so many ways, and as a mentalcel myself, I can at least make eye contact and talk to people straight on. I was thankful to be living with another sub 5 who I mogged like that, but in the 2nd half of the year, something happened and he managed to pull a normie tier Becky girlfriend. He would often bring her to the apartment regularly, and for the last few months, I would wake up to them fucking and shaking the walls in the other room.
And now at my current job, a literal troon is getting way more success and play with women than I ever have and often rubs it in our faces. Then I was disrespected at work for being single, as I told in my previous post.
There’s no way this all happened to me out of sheer coincidence. There has to be some kind of curse bestowed upon me.
It’s a curse on a spiritual level, like it’s just something you get and have with you for life that ensures nothing will go right for you and that you will always be clowned on and reminded of your pathetic existence no matter what happens.
I seriously believe I’ve got this curse. A few personal examples I’d say are from in college. In my last year, my roommate was a sub 5 mentalcel, or so I thought. He was easily 5’8 at most, no jawline, face as round as a bowling ball, and would not make eye contact with me, instead staring down at the floor. During the first half of the year, he would often cook food and get his groceries after dark and use the kitchen alone at night. If I was in the kitchen during the day and he needed to pass by me, he would stare down at the floor on the way out and stutter like crazy when he tried to greet me. I mogged this guy physically in so many ways, and as a mentalcel myself, I can at least make eye contact and talk to people straight on. I was thankful to be living with another sub 5 who I mogged like that, but in the 2nd half of the year, something happened and he managed to pull a normie tier Becky girlfriend. He would often bring her to the apartment regularly, and for the last few months, I would wake up to them fucking and shaking the walls in the other room.
And now at my current job, a literal troon is getting way more success and play with women than I ever have and often rubs it in our faces. Then I was disrespected at work for being single, as I told in my previous post.
There’s no way this all happened to me out of sheer coincidence. There has to be some kind of curse bestowed upon me.
