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ExhaustedShortCel
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My first post…and its long, because I want to vent and have nowhere else to go. I thought about going to a therapist, but i’d rather vent to those who understand the truth about lookism, female nature, etc and not gaslight me. Long post, but I think I bring a unique perspective thats worth reading.
Stats: 5’6” white. 23 (almost 24). Looks scale: I estimate myself at a 4 when i’ve been fatter, and around a 5-6 when i’m more lean, have a summer tan, etc. Attractiveness AI’s give me anywhere from a 4-6. Still little boyish looking for my age: weak jaw, not a lot of masculine facial features like Wide(er) prey -like brown eyes. Can’t achieve an above 6 facial status without surgery. And I may very well be too generous in the looks estimation I give myself at around a 5 on average, 6 at my peak
Main point : Self-improvement is bullshit for a lot of men (yeah, yeah, I know….water is wet) and that is true even for guys like me, who many of you might be ready to call a “fakecel” or something similar based on my stats. My life experience has proven that point to me in every way possible, so I want to share my life story. Have fun reading.
I’ve been lonely and wanted a girlfriend since the 4th grade. That year was when the torture that I feel now first started, always wanting one but never getting it because I was extremely short even for a 9 year old (basically a pudgy runt).
Middle school: Bullied badly by a tall blue eyed white guy. A real son of a bitch that always knew the privledge that his height brought him. All of the girls, of course, loved him. Even my wantitus, who I had liked since I was a little boy. Among other things, he rubbed it in my face that I was a virigin and couldn’t get any girls to like me. That torment lasted over the course of middle school. Started my first step in my long, unfufilling “self improvement journey” by starting to work out and read more about “confidence” in the last half of the 8th grade.
Highschool: No girlfriend, remained a virgin. Continued to workout and firmly believed that “confidence” was the difference between guys who got women and those who did not. Thought mascluine hobbies would help my cause: took up hunting, fishing, and golfing
College and graduate school: Remained a virgin throughout college and the extra year I did for grad school. No girls were interested in me. In 2019 I discovered this form and became blackpilled, realizing my looks and height were always the problem. I can go into more detail later, but college gave me a lot of great examples of hypergamy and polygamy. The few decently attractively women at my pretty small college (6’s and a few 7’s…very few stacies) only chased a few chads that were 8-9’s ….saw many, many examples of this. I wasn’t fully blackpilled though and joined a frat, because I still had some hope that the social status of being in it would help me…it didn’t. The girls that came around our frat only chased the same three chads (weren’t really any attractive guys in my fraternity at this school besides them…small school, weird situation…can go into details if you asked). The redpill BS still left in me got me to take up MORE masculine hobbies to try to prove the black pill wrong, like drinking and cigar smoking. I though I needed an “edge” and that a lack of masculine qualities might be part of my problem. Got to the point of being able to outdrink or at least keep up with most guys in the frat, chads included; the women that came around could care less. I was also one of the most physically fit and strongest guys in the fraternity…. those women didn’t care. I can go into many examples of blackpills the “frat experience” brought me, and most of it revolves around the three chads. Chad one was a complete loser, but slayed with women his whole life due to being extra tall and 9/10 facially attractive. Unlike even some of the most nerdy guys in the frat, he still lived with his parents (locals to the area). He routinely embarrassed himself while drunk, including pissing in his girlfriends floor and on her cat…..his gf was a pretty sweet (personality wise) Stacy (not really but for this college with overall mediocre women) who I had a thing for. Chad 2 was tall, blue eyed, and pretty boy attractive (8/10)….but a complete pussy personality wise and lacked masculine qualities (couldn’t drink more than 2 beers…literally). He and I became close, and he constantly (not even bragging) told me about fucking at least one Tinder girl a week. He was a rural county EMT and 6/10 to sometimes outright hot girls from bigger colleges in the closest city would drive over an hour to see him. Chad 3 was a dick, sneaky ex marine; lived next to me and at one of our parties pulled the girl who he knew was my wantitus. Had to see her going in and out of his appartment a lot after that (brutal). He was a real son of a bitch that later stole a dude’s girlfriend a few months later; she was a girlnextdoor becky that is kinda my looksmatch. she treated him like she worshipped him, and she had also rejected me the year before. Verdict of the fraternity expeirnce: it didn’t help me at all with women….it only helped firmly cement my belief that height and facial attractiveiness are the only things women care about…..not “personality,” having a good direction in life, or even being masculine. The rest of my college experience was spent slaving away over grades and studing for the LSAT. I stayed an extra year and got a masters, and I am now enrolled at a top 25 law school.
Law school: Got a great physique the summer before….got real cut from bulking clean on my first testosterone cycle. Gained 20 pounds of lean muscle. Made myself miserable with the diet I had be on to maintain that. Got tan. Spent the summer bible reading and reading about things I like: space, western philosophy, etc. Also took up a new hobby: surfing. Finally, that June, at 22 I lost my virginity….to a fat, 4/10 Asian girl I met on Bumble (go crazy with the JBW comments, but all other Asian have been rude to me…would love to debate that topic). Once I started law school, no were girls interested except one obese hispanic girl. Was one of the biggest manlets there. More blackpills in LS that I can go into detail about, but many were examples of girls dating pretty unattractive dudes who were 6’1 and up. Overhead at least two conversations of women gushing about height. Those blackpills extra bad with everything I’d done to improve my physique and greatly worsened the depression I already had about my height from the fraternity experience. Idk why, but law school seems to be even more in your face with the height pill than college. My law school is in a bigger city with a hell of a lot more options on dating apps than the small college I was at before….but no luck there. Even when I met a girl for dinner or coffee on a few occasions, she always ghosted me. Black pill after blackpill…..
Here I am, 1st summer after law achool, and its another summer spent alone (like every summer in my entire fucking life). I am utterly exhausted with self improvement bullshit. I hate Jordan Peterson and basically anyone that could be considered a redpiller or a male-focused self-help guru. I’m more educated and have better career prospects than literally like 97% of young men. Being at a top 25 law school alone puts me in an elite class of people as far as education, let alone the fact that I have a masters too at this age. My IQ’s in the low 120’s, and law school has exhausted me; i’ve truly found my limits as far as what I can do education and career wise. I also still have a good physique, am currently nice and tan, have a nice head of hair (haircut sort of like Carl Urban in the Boys), use teeth whitener, and am strong enough to be considering a powerlifting comp with a year or two of more training and *cough cough* roiding (300 bench paused and 430 squat). I also still hunt, fish, drink, golf, watch mma, and smoke cigars for my own enjoyment. Perhaps most importantly, I also have a strong shower taking ability. Nobody, especially men around my age, has a right to tell me to self improve or that i’m too lazy and have to try harder or some bullshit like that. There is a extremely high chance i’m more accomplished than anyone that would try to tell me that. NOTHING of anything that I have done since the eighth fucking grade has allowed me to find even a 5/10 girl that would date or fuck me….in fact, those level girls (which are honestly my looksmatch) have been the biggest cunts to me over the years and have been the biggest whores for chad. Call me a “fakecel” if you want based on certain things, but my life experience has been that of an incel…..and I firmly agree with this forum’s view on lookism, hypergamy, and self-help/redpill talking points being bullshit. My 5’6 height and boyish facial features have royally fucked me….and if its this brutal for me, I can only imagine what its like to be a sub 5 (or less than 5’6) and less accomplished. As I get older, I get more and more blackpilled, angry, and just hopeless feeling at my prospects of finding a girl to marry that I at least don’t find ugly ( basically a 4 or below). That’s my life story. I came to vent, so….idk….feel free to comment; would love to actually talk to some of you guys after lurking for so long. I feel like the extremes that i’ve gone to in self-improving and still being a miserable failure with even average, 5/10 women helps me bring a unqiue perspective to the forum….maybe a few of you graycels can beat me…but I doubt it.
[UWSL]Also: my old bully has a blonde stacy wife who gushes over him on social media….despite him being a AC repairman and living in a trailer. They just had their first child [/UWSL]
Stats: 5’6” white. 23 (almost 24). Looks scale: I estimate myself at a 4 when i’ve been fatter, and around a 5-6 when i’m more lean, have a summer tan, etc. Attractiveness AI’s give me anywhere from a 4-6. Still little boyish looking for my age: weak jaw, not a lot of masculine facial features like Wide(er) prey -like brown eyes. Can’t achieve an above 6 facial status without surgery. And I may very well be too generous in the looks estimation I give myself at around a 5 on average, 6 at my peak
Main point : Self-improvement is bullshit for a lot of men (yeah, yeah, I know….water is wet) and that is true even for guys like me, who many of you might be ready to call a “fakecel” or something similar based on my stats. My life experience has proven that point to me in every way possible, so I want to share my life story. Have fun reading.
I’ve been lonely and wanted a girlfriend since the 4th grade. That year was when the torture that I feel now first started, always wanting one but never getting it because I was extremely short even for a 9 year old (basically a pudgy runt).
Middle school: Bullied badly by a tall blue eyed white guy. A real son of a bitch that always knew the privledge that his height brought him. All of the girls, of course, loved him. Even my wantitus, who I had liked since I was a little boy. Among other things, he rubbed it in my face that I was a virigin and couldn’t get any girls to like me. That torment lasted over the course of middle school. Started my first step in my long, unfufilling “self improvement journey” by starting to work out and read more about “confidence” in the last half of the 8th grade.
Highschool: No girlfriend, remained a virgin. Continued to workout and firmly believed that “confidence” was the difference between guys who got women and those who did not. Thought mascluine hobbies would help my cause: took up hunting, fishing, and golfing
College and graduate school: Remained a virgin throughout college and the extra year I did for grad school. No girls were interested in me. In 2019 I discovered this form and became blackpilled, realizing my looks and height were always the problem. I can go into more detail later, but college gave me a lot of great examples of hypergamy and polygamy. The few decently attractively women at my pretty small college (6’s and a few 7’s…very few stacies) only chased a few chads that were 8-9’s ….saw many, many examples of this. I wasn’t fully blackpilled though and joined a frat, because I still had some hope that the social status of being in it would help me…it didn’t. The girls that came around our frat only chased the same three chads (weren’t really any attractive guys in my fraternity at this school besides them…small school, weird situation…can go into details if you asked). The redpill BS still left in me got me to take up MORE masculine hobbies to try to prove the black pill wrong, like drinking and cigar smoking. I though I needed an “edge” and that a lack of masculine qualities might be part of my problem. Got to the point of being able to outdrink or at least keep up with most guys in the frat, chads included; the women that came around could care less. I was also one of the most physically fit and strongest guys in the fraternity…. those women didn’t care. I can go into many examples of blackpills the “frat experience” brought me, and most of it revolves around the three chads. Chad one was a complete loser, but slayed with women his whole life due to being extra tall and 9/10 facially attractive. Unlike even some of the most nerdy guys in the frat, he still lived with his parents (locals to the area). He routinely embarrassed himself while drunk, including pissing in his girlfriends floor and on her cat…..his gf was a pretty sweet (personality wise) Stacy (not really but for this college with overall mediocre women) who I had a thing for. Chad 2 was tall, blue eyed, and pretty boy attractive (8/10)….but a complete pussy personality wise and lacked masculine qualities (couldn’t drink more than 2 beers…literally). He and I became close, and he constantly (not even bragging) told me about fucking at least one Tinder girl a week. He was a rural county EMT and 6/10 to sometimes outright hot girls from bigger colleges in the closest city would drive over an hour to see him. Chad 3 was a dick, sneaky ex marine; lived next to me and at one of our parties pulled the girl who he knew was my wantitus. Had to see her going in and out of his appartment a lot after that (brutal). He was a real son of a bitch that later stole a dude’s girlfriend a few months later; she was a girlnextdoor becky that is kinda my looksmatch. she treated him like she worshipped him, and she had also rejected me the year before. Verdict of the fraternity expeirnce: it didn’t help me at all with women….it only helped firmly cement my belief that height and facial attractiveiness are the only things women care about…..not “personality,” having a good direction in life, or even being masculine. The rest of my college experience was spent slaving away over grades and studing for the LSAT. I stayed an extra year and got a masters, and I am now enrolled at a top 25 law school.
Law school: Got a great physique the summer before….got real cut from bulking clean on my first testosterone cycle. Gained 20 pounds of lean muscle. Made myself miserable with the diet I had be on to maintain that. Got tan. Spent the summer bible reading and reading about things I like: space, western philosophy, etc. Also took up a new hobby: surfing. Finally, that June, at 22 I lost my virginity….to a fat, 4/10 Asian girl I met on Bumble (go crazy with the JBW comments, but all other Asian have been rude to me…would love to debate that topic). Once I started law school, no were girls interested except one obese hispanic girl. Was one of the biggest manlets there. More blackpills in LS that I can go into detail about, but many were examples of girls dating pretty unattractive dudes who were 6’1 and up. Overhead at least two conversations of women gushing about height. Those blackpills extra bad with everything I’d done to improve my physique and greatly worsened the depression I already had about my height from the fraternity experience. Idk why, but law school seems to be even more in your face with the height pill than college. My law school is in a bigger city with a hell of a lot more options on dating apps than the small college I was at before….but no luck there. Even when I met a girl for dinner or coffee on a few occasions, she always ghosted me. Black pill after blackpill…..
Here I am, 1st summer after law achool, and its another summer spent alone (like every summer in my entire fucking life). I am utterly exhausted with self improvement bullshit. I hate Jordan Peterson and basically anyone that could be considered a redpiller or a male-focused self-help guru. I’m more educated and have better career prospects than literally like 97% of young men. Being at a top 25 law school alone puts me in an elite class of people as far as education, let alone the fact that I have a masters too at this age. My IQ’s in the low 120’s, and law school has exhausted me; i’ve truly found my limits as far as what I can do education and career wise. I also still have a good physique, am currently nice and tan, have a nice head of hair (haircut sort of like Carl Urban in the Boys), use teeth whitener, and am strong enough to be considering a powerlifting comp with a year or two of more training and *cough cough* roiding (300 bench paused and 430 squat). I also still hunt, fish, drink, golf, watch mma, and smoke cigars for my own enjoyment. Perhaps most importantly, I also have a strong shower taking ability. Nobody, especially men around my age, has a right to tell me to self improve or that i’m too lazy and have to try harder or some bullshit like that. There is a extremely high chance i’m more accomplished than anyone that would try to tell me that. NOTHING of anything that I have done since the eighth fucking grade has allowed me to find even a 5/10 girl that would date or fuck me….in fact, those level girls (which are honestly my looksmatch) have been the biggest cunts to me over the years and have been the biggest whores for chad. Call me a “fakecel” if you want based on certain things, but my life experience has been that of an incel…..and I firmly agree with this forum’s view on lookism, hypergamy, and self-help/redpill talking points being bullshit. My 5’6 height and boyish facial features have royally fucked me….and if its this brutal for me, I can only imagine what its like to be a sub 5 (or less than 5’6) and less accomplished. As I get older, I get more and more blackpilled, angry, and just hopeless feeling at my prospects of finding a girl to marry that I at least don’t find ugly ( basically a 4 or below). That’s my life story. I came to vent, so….idk….feel free to comment; would love to actually talk to some of you guys after lurking for so long. I feel like the extremes that i’ve gone to in self-improving and still being a miserable failure with even average, 5/10 women helps me bring a unqiue perspective to the forum….maybe a few of you graycels can beat me…but I doubt it.
[UWSL]Also: my old bully has a blonde stacy wife who gushes over him on social media….despite him being a AC repairman and living in a trailer. They just had their first child [/UWSL]