Everything was going pretty well then we lost our house due to my dad being bad with money. We had to move into an apartment. Tbh it was decent at first, but over the years it got worse and worse with more ethnics, niggers, and white trash. We stayed the rest of my childhood there. I hated every second of it because I knew we deserved better and should have been back in a house we own. I never invited friends over, ever. My parents did not even keep the place clean, they let us live like slobs. Also my parents never seemed to care about each other as far as I could remember. Always fighting.
This is very important because i believe this environment lead to my poor mental health, lack of social experiences as eventual incel status.
This is very important because i believe this environment lead to my poor mental health, lack of social experiences as eventual incel status.
