Checked ancestry. Got hit with lifefuel and suicidefuel all at once. Oldest i could trace just one side of my family was all the way back to 1050 in England. Reason why is cause his mother and father were unknown. But from 1050 all the way up the late 1700s or early 1800s my ancestors ALL, and i mean ALL, lived in royalty of some sort. They were wealthy, they were white, they were royalty, and they had an impact in history. One great grandfather was Captain Christopher Gist, a a colonial British explorer, surveyor and frontiersman who had a large impact in the French and Indian war. He also saved George Washingtons' life twice. Yes, THAT George Washington. Another was a Native American Cherokee by the name of Sequoyah, who was most notable for creating the Cherokee alphabet.
Now this all sounds awesome and all, but from the time my ancestors came to America, and started breeding with the natives, is when we became nobodies and lost our whiteness. After a bunch of Cherokees being born, eventually my grandfather hooked up with my grandmother, who was white and Irish, and thus the white blood was finally restored to my family. Funny enough, my ancestry dates back to Ireland too, a coincidence that the thing that would get my Cherokee family to become white again was a little White Irish girl from Oklahoma.
And now here i am, sitting in my bedroom and rotting away as a KHHV incel. "We wuz kangz" applies in this case, but ultimately does not matter. All because I am related to all these great people in history ALSO means thousands of others are too. So i can't even grasp onto this as making me different from others. That and the likelihood of getting any money, wealth or power from any of this is unlikely. As for my dad's side of the family, who mainly would come from Mexico and other parts of south america (and potentially back to Spain) i have not checked into that yet. But i definitely will.
Sad to see all the greatness that came before me, only to end up as an outcast virgin who has no friends.
Now this all sounds awesome and all, but from the time my ancestors came to America, and started breeding with the natives, is when we became nobodies and lost our whiteness. After a bunch of Cherokees being born, eventually my grandfather hooked up with my grandmother, who was white and Irish, and thus the white blood was finally restored to my family. Funny enough, my ancestry dates back to Ireland too, a coincidence that the thing that would get my Cherokee family to become white again was a little White Irish girl from Oklahoma.
And now here i am, sitting in my bedroom and rotting away as a KHHV incel. "We wuz kangz" applies in this case, but ultimately does not matter. All because I am related to all these great people in history ALSO means thousands of others are too. So i can't even grasp onto this as making me different from others. That and the likelihood of getting any money, wealth or power from any of this is unlikely. As for my dad's side of the family, who mainly would come from Mexico and other parts of south america (and potentially back to Spain) i have not checked into that yet. But i definitely will.
Sad to see all the greatness that came before me, only to end up as an outcast virgin who has no friends.
