Most of us wouldn't care as much about being incels if life in this world just weren't so god damn boring and empty.

[Deleted member 7448]

All this shit shouldn't be as big of a deal as it is. Not getting love/sex shouldn't weigh on us anywhere near as much as it does. But obviously, we're very frustrated about it.

Among many other reasons of course, but life being boring is one of the causes of this frustration and pain. It's all so tiring.

I've been on a frantic search for years to find something worth doing. Not even something fun, at least just something fulfilling. I went down lists of skills/hobbies/talents/interests/passions/careers etc... And I found nothing. I actively forced myself to try shit for extended periods of time, and I found nothing that I'd want to do in this life. Yeah my anhedonic and depressed piece of shit brain is part of the reason why, sure. But that doesn't change just how god damn boring and empty this fucking reality is. So we're all in pain about being incels, focusing so much on love/sex and missing out on it, cause there's very little else in this god damn world.

 

[Selinity]

This world didn't feel so void of emotion back when I still believed that effort and hard work was rewarded. Once I knew that it's possible to work your ass off and do everything imaginable only to get little to no results because of something as arbitrary and fixed as your genetics the world started losing it's colour.

Everything seemed so bland, it was already over for me so what's the point of continuing with this damn game? Why should I continue to care about this fucking life?

Life hasn't completely become boring for me-- I still want to live, I wanna continue to try a little incase I can somehow break free from this and become happy. That's my goal.

 

[npcel]

True. If you had stuff to do and fun with it not bothering about anything else ... thats the art of coping but as you get older it will probably fade and only misery remains.

 

[Deleted member 7448]

This world didn't feel so void of emotion back when I still believed that effort and hard work was rewarded. Once I knew that it's possible to work your ass off and do everything imaginable only to get little to no results because of something as arbitrary and fixed as your genetics the world started losing it's colour.

Everything seemed so bland, it was already over for me so what's the point of continuing with this damn game? Why should I continue to care about this fucking life?

Life hasn't completely become boring for me-- I still want to live, I wanna continue to try a little incase I can somehow break free from this and become happy. That's my goal.

You seem like a bright guy, you'll make it. Hard work does pay off, it's just not an immediate pay-off. It takes many, many years, and the trick and where most people fail is giving up along the way. The real reward is when it seems like you've been working for many years and haven't received what you deserved, that's when you stand out if you keep grinding.

Of course, I'm on the polar opposite of the spectrum since I may actually be the laziest, most anhedonic man alive but I believe this insight is correct.