We are less and less alive each year, our ability to experience and feel reality diminishes every year due to the fact that our vehicle(your body) through which we experience reality deteriorate every year. Even if I found a unicorn and got into a LTR, I would not feel anything anymore its legit too late for me to have any hope of having a "normal" life, I am both physically and mentally DESTROYED, there is no ascension for someone in my position.
Truthmaxx. I'm so jaded and cynical at this point, I'm not even sure I could have a normal relationship. Life just saps all of the innocence out of you at a certain point. For someone to really "fall in love" and all that stuff, they have to do it with a degree of naïveté, otherwise, it doesn't work. That's so long gone at this point it isn't even funny. Add in the fact all the women at this age are way past expiration dated roasties, and it's not even worth trying.
I'm not a big JBP fan, but the one video of his that haunts me to this day is one I saw where he was talking about in order to be a psychologically healthy male, you need to have a wife and stable job by 30, a family shortly thereafter. I wanted to deny it at the time, but with each passing year, the truth of it becomes more and more real to me. In my experience (speaking only for myself) going without these things was sort of tolerable through college and part of my 20's because most of the people you are comparing yourself to don't have these things either. They may have a gf and may be getting laid all the time (massive plus in their column), but their lives aren't overly successful in other areas yet either. They are working similar entry level jobs as you, broke like you, occasionally break up (providing you with schauden freude) etc.
But as one gets deeper into their 20's and starts to close in on 30, you start to feel hands gripping and tightening around your neck. You feel yourself suffocating as those people all get married, have kids, get jobs making six figures, buy property, etc. The gap becomes so wide, so fast, and you realize you can never, ever make it up. The words, "it's over" take on a whole new meaning. When you have nothing to devote yourself to (a gf, work you are passionate about, a family if you choose), you literally start to crumble mentally. Besides never experiencing what love feels like, that's perhaps the next worst part of inceldom.