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Howdy my dear readers,
Some of you guys already have read my thread yesterday. I would like to thank everyone who took their time to reply to my thread about the announcement that I will be ending my life in the near future. Life has been horrible to me. It all started when I was born, obviously.
From the day of my conception, my life has always been terrible. I always got severely bullied at school and never seemed to be able to catch a break. I always thought it had to do with my neurodivergency at first. I am diagnosed with autism, ADHD, and giftedness. This particular combination of mental diagnoses alone has a terrible impact on the quality of my life. I was never able to have any real friends at all. I was never able to connect with people properly since I always had quite different interests from a young age: I loved to learn about science, psychology, math, economics, and so on. I always had a love for learning and understanding the very forces that drive human behavior.
This is how I also came to find the blackpill. I have been blackpilled for approximately two years now. Ever since I was enlightened by it, it consumed me; I am no longer able to feel any joy and pleasure from life at all.
Like I stated before in my previous thread, I have a small penis. I still remember the day when I visited an escort named Amanda. Her actual name was Diana Deleu. She told me that I have a small penis. Deep down, I always knew I had a small penis, but I just couldn't accept it. The escort showed me, out of nowhere, videos of how she was getting fucked by her boyfriend because I wasn't able to have sex properly with her. That was the most brutal moment from my life: he was approximately 5'9" but had an htn face, was really fit, and had a penis of around 7 inches. This is the moment I still think about every day. Ever since that moment transpired, I can't stop thinking about how pathetic my small penis actually is. This is not the only reason I am severely depressed.
Every time I go outside, I get height-mogged to oblivion. I am only 5'8" in a European nation where white men average a height of around 6'2". When I walk outside, I always feel like a kid, a small child. Not only that, but I also realize that no one takes me seriously in life and that I always get picked on and bullied, as I seem to be an easy target. I feel life draining away from me when I go outside. I can't put it into words, but my height and penis size are so substandard that I wish I had never been born.
The constant bullying, lack of friends, never having had a proper birthday, never having had real love, having a small penis, being a manlet, being a neurodivergent freak, and being mistreated by my parents and family are the main reasons I have decided to end my life. It is a shame it has come down to this. I can't disclose everything yet since I have a feeling that potentially someone I know is still watching this website. He or she is not from my family but has certain power. Due to those reasons, I cannot yet fully disclose everything.
My plan for now is to LDAR and book a nice trip in 3 months. What I would like to do with you guys is talk about how I should book my trip in an incel-friendly way. I decided I am going to Japan first, with the possibility of immediately booking a flight to Australia as well. There are some brocels I would like to meet first before I let my spirit escape from this cursed, subpar roach-flesh prison that I have been stuck in.
I would like my last 4 months to be decent before I end it all. I will discuss some things with the Black lady who has been like a mother to me. I will discuss my small penis, experiences, and subpar height with her and how they have affected my life. Due to sound arguments and advice, I have come to the conclusion that I won't be talking about my suicide plans with her at all. I want to be able to live in freedom and commit to my dreams before I end it all. If she has a solution for my problems and somehow I can find the validation from some people that I need and the appetite for life, I will perhaps still consider living. I estimate this to be highly unlikely, so I am already making plans for everything: my goodbye, passing on my money to someone who was good to me, and some other things.
I will also be writing my goodbye letter to this forum before I escape from this wretched experience. I hope I can soon find peace in the Shivering Isles. I will tell everything before I die, everything I want to have told the world. Everything will make sense when I have died.
Some of you guys already have read my thread yesterday. I would like to thank everyone who took their time to reply to my thread about the announcement that I will be ending my life in the near future. Life has been horrible to me. It all started when I was born, obviously.
From the day of my conception, my life has always been terrible. I always got severely bullied at school and never seemed to be able to catch a break. I always thought it had to do with my neurodivergency at first. I am diagnosed with autism, ADHD, and giftedness. This particular combination of mental diagnoses alone has a terrible impact on the quality of my life. I was never able to have any real friends at all. I was never able to connect with people properly since I always had quite different interests from a young age: I loved to learn about science, psychology, math, economics, and so on. I always had a love for learning and understanding the very forces that drive human behavior.
This is how I also came to find the blackpill. I have been blackpilled for approximately two years now. Ever since I was enlightened by it, it consumed me; I am no longer able to feel any joy and pleasure from life at all.
Like I stated before in my previous thread, I have a small penis. I still remember the day when I visited an escort named Amanda. Her actual name was Diana Deleu. She told me that I have a small penis. Deep down, I always knew I had a small penis, but I just couldn't accept it. The escort showed me, out of nowhere, videos of how she was getting fucked by her boyfriend because I wasn't able to have sex properly with her. That was the most brutal moment from my life: he was approximately 5'9" but had an htn face, was really fit, and had a penis of around 7 inches. This is the moment I still think about every day. Ever since that moment transpired, I can't stop thinking about how pathetic my small penis actually is. This is not the only reason I am severely depressed.
Every time I go outside, I get height-mogged to oblivion. I am only 5'8" in a European nation where white men average a height of around 6'2". When I walk outside, I always feel like a kid, a small child. Not only that, but I also realize that no one takes me seriously in life and that I always get picked on and bullied, as I seem to be an easy target. I feel life draining away from me when I go outside. I can't put it into words, but my height and penis size are so substandard that I wish I had never been born.
The constant bullying, lack of friends, never having had a proper birthday, never having had real love, having a small penis, being a manlet, being a neurodivergent freak, and being mistreated by my parents and family are the main reasons I have decided to end my life. It is a shame it has come down to this. I can't disclose everything yet since I have a feeling that potentially someone I know is still watching this website. He or she is not from my family but has certain power. Due to those reasons, I cannot yet fully disclose everything.
My plan for now is to LDAR and book a nice trip in 3 months. What I would like to do with you guys is talk about how I should book my trip in an incel-friendly way. I decided I am going to Japan first, with the possibility of immediately booking a flight to Australia as well. There are some brocels I would like to meet first before I let my spirit escape from this cursed, subpar roach-flesh prison that I have been stuck in.
I would like my last 4 months to be decent before I end it all. I will discuss some things with the Black lady who has been like a mother to me. I will discuss my small penis, experiences, and subpar height with her and how they have affected my life. Due to sound arguments and advice, I have come to the conclusion that I won't be talking about my suicide plans with her at all. I want to be able to live in freedom and commit to my dreams before I end it all. If she has a solution for my problems and somehow I can find the validation from some people that I need and the appetite for life, I will perhaps still consider living. I estimate this to be highly unlikely, so I am already making plans for everything: my goodbye, passing on my money to someone who was good to me, and some other things.
I will also be writing my goodbye letter to this forum before I escape from this wretched experience. I hope I can soon find peace in the Shivering Isles. I will tell everything before I die, everything I want to have told the world. Everything will make sense when I have died.





