It was my first year in uni, i was still the insecure bullied guy in high school. Spending most of my time alone. Until one day a chad and a stacy from class approached me, they asked me about the subject we were studying and i responded(i shouldn't have) they thanked me and asked my name then left. After that, everytime they saw me they would wave at me and sometimes start talking to me. They even added me on their friend group (3 girls and 2 guys), i used to hang out with them all the time in uni.
It was unreal, a trucel like me get to have friends to have fun with. For me ? getting to spend time with people, eat out outside, doing some fun activities. I was so happy. For them ? It was just Tuesday. It was surprising how different our lives were, like we are actually different species.
When we had assignment our a group project, they would depend on me all the time. Stroking my ego by calling me smart or some shit, the chad even joked with the girls that they don't have to worry about studying cuz they have WizardSubhuman.
After the semester ended, they started ghosting me and ignoring my messages in the group and in private. I asked them individually what's wrong ? But it was always a lame excuse about how they were "busy" even though we were on holidays. The group chat just died after awhile. I just said fk it, maybe it was just a study group nothing more. They weren't friends after all. Until one day, i was walking at campus and i saw them sitting together, all 5 of them, chilling and laughing. As soon as i approached them and said hi, i could feel how uncomfortable they were, they did not want me there, they were feeling a bit embarrassed and uneasy but still kept it polite with the fake smiles. I left shortly. They did not want to see me or talk to me, they probably cracked a joke about me as soon as i left.
When i went home, i fucking cried that day because i knew, deep down i knew it was too good to be true, i knew they were using me, i knew i was a nobody to them, just a mean to an end. The hints were all there but i still wanted to believe that i'm normal and can have friends who wants to have fun and spend time with me.
i was wrong, very wrong. Just by looking at me, they could tell i'm lonely and desperate, a smile or a basic act of kindness will take me to the moon. This is the problem of being a sub5, people can easily identify that you are a subhuman. Therefore, you are vulnerable, an easy target to use and abuse. They don't care what happens to you. They will take and take and take until there is nothing left of you.
This is why the Blackpill is good for us, it prevents situations like these, you can't be used and hurt if you know it's hopeless from the start.
It was unreal, a trucel like me get to have friends to have fun with. For me ? getting to spend time with people, eat out outside, doing some fun activities. I was so happy. For them ? It was just Tuesday. It was surprising how different our lives were, like we are actually different species.
When we had assignment our a group project, they would depend on me all the time. Stroking my ego by calling me smart or some shit, the chad even joked with the girls that they don't have to worry about studying cuz they have WizardSubhuman.
After the semester ended, they started ghosting me and ignoring my messages in the group and in private. I asked them individually what's wrong ? But it was always a lame excuse about how they were "busy" even though we were on holidays. The group chat just died after awhile. I just said fk it, maybe it was just a study group nothing more. They weren't friends after all. Until one day, i was walking at campus and i saw them sitting together, all 5 of them, chilling and laughing. As soon as i approached them and said hi, i could feel how uncomfortable they were, they did not want me there, they were feeling a bit embarrassed and uneasy but still kept it polite with the fake smiles. I left shortly. They did not want to see me or talk to me, they probably cracked a joke about me as soon as i left.
When i went home, i fucking cried that day because i knew, deep down i knew it was too good to be true, i knew they were using me, i knew i was a nobody to them, just a mean to an end. The hints were all there but i still wanted to believe that i'm normal and can have friends who wants to have fun and spend time with me.
i was wrong, very wrong. Just by looking at me, they could tell i'm lonely and desperate, a smile or a basic act of kindness will take me to the moon. This is the problem of being a sub5, people can easily identify that you are a subhuman. Therefore, you are vulnerable, an easy target to use and abuse. They don't care what happens to you. They will take and take and take until there is nothing left of you.
This is why the Blackpill is good for us, it prevents situations like these, you can't be used and hurt if you know it's hopeless from the start.
