sub3genecel
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I didn’t know I was an incel for most of my childhood. I believed in the whole “there’s someone for everyone” and “there’s plenty of fish in the sea” bs. I mean looking back there definitely were signs that I was an incel. I always struggled to have friends even when I was like 5 when everyone was still nice I had almost no friends.
The only real friend I had for most of my childhood I met when I was 5. Both of us were nd losers who had no friends. We basically had the same personality up until the end of middle school. Neither of us were that tall even though he was a little taller than me and skinnier because I was always fat. I didn’t realize it until years later but I was always bullied a lot more than he was especially around the time we stopped being friends. In 7th and 8th grade he went through a massive growth spurt and his facial features sharpened. I never went through either of these. When we stood next to each other at the time we literally looked like the chad vs Chad meme If Chad didn’t have a beard. Because of this, he started becoming very popular. I just kept getting made fun of. We pretty quickly stopped being friends and hanging out, but only after he had his first few girlfriends. He would always talk about them and it’s pretty much all he would talk to me about at the end. This was around the beginning of 9th grade. I had pushed down my resentment towards his ability to get girlfriends fairly well until 11th grade when we had another class together. We hadn’t talked at all in years but he acted like we still knew each other but not as friends. He had other friends in the class and pretty much just treated me like a pet. He would always tell them embarrassing stories about me and laugh at me. After that year ended and we didn’t have a class anymore he wouldn’t talk to me unless he was making fun of me or reminding me of something embarrassing from my childhood. Remembering this happening is what motivated me to make my account because I wanted to tell someone about this story because any time I tried to tell someone they would ignore or laugh at me but I was too much of a pussy to actually do it until now. He’s now in college studying something about sports and I’m still stuck in my hometown doing nothing.
I have more experiences that blackpilled me but I’m too lazy to put it all in 1 post
TLDR: I was a loser little kid and became friends with another loser little kid who then became a Chad who stopped being friends with me who then bullied me in high school.
The only real friend I had for most of my childhood I met when I was 5. Both of us were nd losers who had no friends. We basically had the same personality up until the end of middle school. Neither of us were that tall even though he was a little taller than me and skinnier because I was always fat. I didn’t realize it until years later but I was always bullied a lot more than he was especially around the time we stopped being friends. In 7th and 8th grade he went through a massive growth spurt and his facial features sharpened. I never went through either of these. When we stood next to each other at the time we literally looked like the chad vs Chad meme If Chad didn’t have a beard. Because of this, he started becoming very popular. I just kept getting made fun of. We pretty quickly stopped being friends and hanging out, but only after he had his first few girlfriends. He would always talk about them and it’s pretty much all he would talk to me about at the end. This was around the beginning of 9th grade. I had pushed down my resentment towards his ability to get girlfriends fairly well until 11th grade when we had another class together. We hadn’t talked at all in years but he acted like we still knew each other but not as friends. He had other friends in the class and pretty much just treated me like a pet. He would always tell them embarrassing stories about me and laugh at me. After that year ended and we didn’t have a class anymore he wouldn’t talk to me unless he was making fun of me or reminding me of something embarrassing from my childhood. Remembering this happening is what motivated me to make my account because I wanted to tell someone about this story because any time I tried to tell someone they would ignore or laugh at me but I was too much of a pussy to actually do it until now. He’s now in college studying something about sports and I’m still stuck in my hometown doing nothing.
I have more experiences that blackpilled me but I’m too lazy to put it all in 1 post
TLDR: I was a loser little kid and became friends with another loser little kid who then became a Chad who stopped being friends with me who then bullied me in high school.





