
KingOfRome
Buff Auschwitz Escapee
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I thought I was done with this shit
My senile mother asked me if the reason I stay healthy and in good shape was to get a girlfriend once we move back to our home town. It shouldn't have pissed me off so badly but it did. Anyone with even a modicum of intelligence knows that getting the "gym body" only increases your chances with foids if you're at least somewhat attractive to begin with. Is it really so hard to believe that people who exercise and don't eat shit do it because being a fat bag of milk sucks? She told me outright that she married my skinny marathon runner dad because he was tall, so I know she knows she's full of shit; she's not senile enough to believe her own garbage yet.
When I told her the truth -- that I don't expect to ever get a girlfriend because I'm broke, short, bald, and ugly (didn't mention my wrists but that's obviously a factor as well) -- she didn't feed me bullshit about personality (again, she's not that senile), she just denied that I was any of those things. It's likely she doesn't even realize how much of an eyesore I am due to her very strong cognitive biases as a narcissist and my mother.
And here I thought I could live out my life peacefully as a MSTOW, but no, it looks like she'll keep pestering me about dating and foids until she drops dead.
My senile mother asked me if the reason I stay healthy and in good shape was to get a girlfriend once we move back to our home town. It shouldn't have pissed me off so badly but it did. Anyone with even a modicum of intelligence knows that getting the "gym body" only increases your chances with foids if you're at least somewhat attractive to begin with. Is it really so hard to believe that people who exercise and don't eat shit do it because being a fat bag of milk sucks? She told me outright that she married my skinny marathon runner dad because he was tall, so I know she knows she's full of shit; she's not senile enough to believe her own garbage yet.
When I told her the truth -- that I don't expect to ever get a girlfriend because I'm broke, short, bald, and ugly (didn't mention my wrists but that's obviously a factor as well) -- she didn't feed me bullshit about personality (again, she's not that senile), she just denied that I was any of those things. It's likely she doesn't even realize how much of an eyesore I am due to her very strong cognitive biases as a narcissist and my mother.
And here I thought I could live out my life peacefully as a MSTOW, but no, it looks like she'll keep pestering me about dating and foids until she drops dead.