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The first woman that ever rejected me

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Ugly.Bastard

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The first woman that ever rejected me wasn't that girl in elementary school that made a face of disgust when i told her i liked her, it wasn't the oneitis that played with my feelings in high school or the slut that took advantage of me in college.

The first woman to ever reject me was my own mother, she refused to breast feed me from the beginning. she hated my dad as he walked away when he found out she was pregnant (or that was what i was told for a long time). My mother hated my father and that hate extended that to me because i was his son. she took all of that frustration and hatred on me instead.

And then she met my stepdad, and she gave him all of the love that she never gave me, she told him all the "i love you's" she never told me, and then she birthed him a son and a daughter, and i was left aside. I lived in that house yet i wasn't part of that household. She loved my half brother as his skin was lighter than mine and looked like his dad and hated me because i had the tanned skin and the facial features of my father. I wasn't enough for her, so she left for him. My stepdad, my biggest rival in love.

From my mother i only received hits, humiliations, and rejections. The biggest FUCK YOU was when i met my real Dad and he told me that a year later i was born he wanted to fix things, recognize me and take me live with him, but my mother in her deep hatred for him decided to cast him away and force my stepdad last name on me like a stain of humiliation so every time i introduced myself to someone i would be called by his surname and not my real family name. When i brought this to my mother she didn't deny it. She wanted to hurt my dad, and she didn't care about me.

She married to that man and forgot she had another man in her life that also deserved her love, me, her son. She choose him over me, my own mother, my mother rejected me first, i wasn't good enough for her, she never loved me. Not even when my stepdad cheated on her, not even when my half sister became a roastie single mom, not even when my half-brother became a dropout druggie, she has always loved them over me. I try to cope with different things. "At least my grandma loved me", "at least my dad sent me money time to time", "at least i was able to go to college and graduate"

But it doesn't matter how much i've tried to succeed, when i graduated college i thought my mother would acknowledge me, but she didn't, and when i began working i beta buxxed her trying to buy her love, but i never could. You truly can't buy the love of a woman. I know that, i lost my virginity to an escort.

Many women have rejected me, multiple times so far, but the first woman to ever reject me, that black haired beauty with cold eyes, my mother... i will never get over it, at least i know. No rejection will ever feel worse than that first one.
 
I might just :feelsrope:(in roblox)
 
Forget about her tbh.

You've accomplished more than she ever will in her sad life. You should tell her that.
 
Brutal, a face not even a mother could love.
 
First women that ever rejected me said we wouldn't work because of different taste in music.

Your mother is a solipsistic bitch. Looks like she got pumped and dumped and had to find someone to blame, other than her, but she's 100% the one to blame for this. And even after your father changed his mind she wanted to punish you.

You need to focus on yourself first and forget about her. Don't betabux her, don't help her, don't take care of her. Only think about yourself because none of them will think about you. You're not going to get anything from her ever.
 
Not being breastfeed is giga brutal.
 
The first woman that ever rejected me wasn't that girl in elementary school that made a face of disgust when i told her i liked her, it wasn't the oneitis that played with my feelings in high school or the slut that took advantage of me in college.

The first woman to ever reject me was my own mother, she refused to breast feed me from the beginning. she hated my dad as he walked away when he found out she was pregnant (or that was what i was told for a long time). My mother hated my father and that hate extended that to me because i was his son. she took all of that frustration and hatred on me instead.

And then she met my stepdad, and she gave him all of the love that she never gave me, she told him all the "i love you's" she never told me, and then she birthed him a son and a daughter, and i was left aside. I lived in that house yet i wasn't part of that household. She loved my half brother as his skin was lighter than mine and looked like his dad and hated me because i had the tanned skin and the facial features of my father. I wasn't enough for her, so she left for him. My stepdad, my biggest rival in love.

From my mother i only received hits, humiliations, and rejections. The biggest FUCK YOU was when i met my real Dad and he told me that a year later i was born he wanted to fix things, recognize me and take me live with him, but my mother in her deep hatred for him decided to cast him away and force my stepdad last name on me like a stain of humiliation so every time i introduced myself to someone i would be called by his surname and not my real family name. When i brought this to my mother she didn't deny it. She wanted to hurt my dad, and she didn't care about me.

She married to that man and forgot she had another man in her life that also deserved her love, me, her son. She choose him over me, my own mother, my mother rejected me first, i wasn't good enough for her, she never loved me. Not even when my stepdad cheated on her, not even when my half sister became a roastie single mom, not even when my half-brother became a dropout druggie, she has always loved them over me. I try to cope with different things. "At least my grandma loved me", "at least my dad sent me money time to time", "at least i was able to go to college and graduate"

But it doesn't matter how much i've tried to succeed, when i graduated college i thought my mother would acknowledge me, but she didn't, and when i began working i beta buxxed her trying to buy her love, but i never could. You truly can't buy the love of a woman. I know that, i lost my virginity to an escort.

Many women have rejected me, multiple times so far, but the first woman to ever reject me, that black haired beauty with cold eyes, my mother... i will never get over it, at least i know. No rejection will ever feel worse than that first one.
Dude therapy highly recommend. It's not your fault that she treated you that way. It's not fair she did that. You did nothing to deserve that, and it clearly haunts you to this day and no one can blame you for it. All you can do is try and heal, you deserve to heal and try to find happiness. Whether it's with women, having great friends, being fulfilled in your career. Doesn't matter, you deserve to be happy.
 
Brutal, read all of it
 
Dude therapy highly recommend. It's not your fault that she treated you that way. It's not fair she did that. You did nothing to deserve that, and it clearly haunts you to this day and no one can blame you for it. All you can do is try and heal, you deserve to heal and try to find happiness. Whether it's with women, having great friends, being fulfilled in your career. Doesn't matter, you deserve to be happy.
Therapy is a meme. Inceldom / genetic inferiority is biological reality, not therapeutic issue.
 
Dude therapy highly recommend. It's not your fault that she treated you that way. It's not fair she did that. You did nothing to deserve that, and it clearly haunts you to this day and no one can blame you for it. All you can do is try and heal, you deserve to heal and try to find happiness. Whether it's with women, having great friends, being fulfilled in your career. Doesn't matter, you deserve to be happy
at least TRY to be an incel if you're going to inflintrate
 
brutal that she separated you from your father :feelscry:
 
The first woman that ever rejected me wasn't that girl in elementary school that made a face of disgust when i told her i liked her, it wasn't the oneitis that played with my feelings in high school or the slut that took advantage of me in college.

The first woman to ever reject me was my own mother, she refused to breast feed me from the beginning. she hated my dad as he walked away when he found out she was pregnant (or that was what i was told for a long time). My mother hated my father and that hate extended that to me because i was his son. she took all of that frustration and hatred on me instead.

And then she met my stepdad, and she gave him all of the love that she never gave me, she told him all the "i love you's" she never told me, and then she birthed him a son and a daughter, and i was left aside. I lived in that house yet i wasn't part of that household. She loved my half brother as his skin was lighter than mine and looked like his dad and hated me because i had the tanned skin and the facial features of my father. I wasn't enough for her, so she left for him. My stepdad, my biggest rival in love.

From my mother i only received hits, humiliations, and rejections. The biggest FUCK YOU was when i met my real Dad and he told me that a year later i was born he wanted to fix things, recognize me and take me live with him, but my mother in her deep hatred for him decided to cast him away and force my stepdad last name on me like a stain of humiliation so every time i introduced myself to someone i would be called by his surname and not my real family name. When i brought this to my mother she didn't deny it. She wanted to hurt my dad, and she didn't care about me.

She married to that man and forgot she had another man in her life that also deserved her love, me, her son. She choose him over me, my own mother, my mother rejected me first, i wasn't good enough for her, she never loved me. Not even when my stepdad cheated on her, not even when my half sister became a roastie single mom, not even when my half-brother became a dropout druggie, she has always loved them over me. I try to cope with different things. "At least my grandma loved me", "at least my dad sent me money time to time", "at least i was able to go to college and graduate"

But it doesn't matter how much i've tried to succeed, when i graduated college i thought my mother would acknowledge me, but she didn't, and when i began working i beta buxxed her trying to buy her love, but i never could. You truly can't buy the love of a woman. I know that, i lost my virginity to an escort.

Many women have rejected me, multiple times so far, but the first woman to ever reject me, that black haired beauty with cold eyes, my mother... i will never get over it, at least i know. No rejection will ever feel worse than that first one.
Atleast you got guns in the states fucking kill your family ans that whore of a mother
 
Your mother is a fucking cunt. You should move out asap if you still live with her. Also, you should reconnect with your biological father.
 
Therapy is a meme. Inceldom / genetic inferiority is biological reality, not therapeutic issue.
Given the fact that I AM, in fact, a genetic dead-end and a reject, how do I cope and live a good life? --- this is a philosophical issue that a therapist may help. Therapy won't make you any less genetically inferior, but will help you not beat yourself up for that which is not even your fault.
 
The first woman that ever rejected me wasn't that girl in elementary school that made a face of disgust when i told her i liked her, it wasn't the oneitis that played with my feelings in high school or the slut that took advantage of me in college.

The first woman to ever reject me was my own mother, she refused to breast feed me from the beginning. she hated my dad as he walked away when he found out she was pregnant (or that was what i was told for a long time). My mother hated my father and that hate extended that to me because i was his son. she took all of that frustration and hatred on me instead.

And then she met my stepdad, and she gave him all of the love that she never gave me, she told him all the "i love you's" she never told me, and then she birthed him a son and a daughter, and i was left aside. I lived in that house yet i wasn't part of that household. She loved my half brother as his skin was lighter than mine and looked like his dad and hated me because i had the tanned skin and the facial features of my father. I wasn't enough for her, so she left for him. My stepdad, my biggest rival in love.

From my mother i only received hits, humiliations, and rejections. The biggest FUCK YOU was when i met my real Dad and he told me that a year later i was born he wanted to fix things, recognize me and take me live with him, but my mother in her deep hatred for him decided to cast him away and force my stepdad last name on me like a stain of humiliation so every time i introduced myself to someone i would be called by his surname and not my real family name. When i brought this to my mother she didn't deny it. She wanted to hurt my dad, and she didn't care about me.

She married to that man and forgot she had another man in her life that also deserved her love, me, her son. She choose him over me, my own mother, my mother rejected me first, i wasn't good enough for her, she never loved me. Not even when my stepdad cheated on her, not even when my half sister became a roastie single mom, not even when my half-brother became a dropout druggie, she has always loved them over me. I try to cope with different things. "At least my grandma loved me", "at least my dad sent me money time to time", "at least i was able to go to college and graduate"

But it doesn't matter how much i've tried to succeed, when i graduated college i thought my mother would acknowledge me, but she didn't, and when i began working i beta buxxed her trying to buy her love, but i never could. You truly can't buy the love of a woman. I know that, i lost my virginity to an escort.

Many women have rejected me, multiple times so far, but the first woman to ever reject me, that black haired beauty with cold eyes, my mother... i will never get over it, at least i know. No rejection will ever feel worse than that first one.
Brutal
 
Bateman patrick
 

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