edger0uter
New Chains, Same Shackles
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There is no escape
I have seen people say that fat people cannot be considered incels because they might mog if they lost weight. Because of that and because I was fat, a while ago I decided to make a post describing my situation to see whether I myself can be considered an incel. As expected, a lot of you guys told me that I have unused potential and that I could possibly even escape the black pill, forget about this forum, and go on to live a happy life.
Your comments "motivated" me to try leaving this forum, to try leanmaxxing, and to try improving myself. I started counting calories and I even tried getting professional help for my mental health. I am currently even taking medicine that is supposed to help me become less miserable. I have tried getting advice from people who have been going to the gym religiously, I have tried reading lots of self-improvement books and listening to audiobooks. Did any of that help? As you might have guessed by the title, NO.
I am doomed for eternity
I have tried everything. Despite my efforts, any amount of success that I have experienced while trying to better myself was quickly destroyed, by no other than myself. Every single time I've tried to do something good for myself I relapsed and went back to bad habits.
If I was a Chad and had a girlfriend who supports me and cooks for me and whatnot, I doubt that I would have any difficulties with losing weight. I doubt that I would have difficulties doing anything good for me at all. I would probably never watch porn again, because I can have the real deal. I ain't a fucking Chad though so food, porn, and so on are my only option. I don't have anything else to cope with.
My birth was an error
I hate existing as myself. I wish I was someone else. I wish I was normal. I wish foids would treat me like a human being, I wish I could experience genuine love. To whoever is living my dream with their happy little relationship and their low body fat percentage FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!
Every single day, I feel like I am losing my mind a little bit more. I am trapped in my own head. My thoughts keep getting worse and worse. I honestly would prefer it if I didn't exist at all.
I have seen people say that fat people cannot be considered incels because they might mog if they lost weight. Because of that and because I was fat, a while ago I decided to make a post describing my situation to see whether I myself can be considered an incel. As expected, a lot of you guys told me that I have unused potential and that I could possibly even escape the black pill, forget about this forum, and go on to live a happy life.
Your comments "motivated" me to try leaving this forum, to try leanmaxxing, and to try improving myself. I started counting calories and I even tried getting professional help for my mental health. I am currently even taking medicine that is supposed to help me become less miserable. I have tried getting advice from people who have been going to the gym religiously, I have tried reading lots of self-improvement books and listening to audiobooks. Did any of that help? As you might have guessed by the title, NO.
I am doomed for eternity
I have tried everything. Despite my efforts, any amount of success that I have experienced while trying to better myself was quickly destroyed, by no other than myself. Every single time I've tried to do something good for myself I relapsed and went back to bad habits.
If I was a Chad and had a girlfriend who supports me and cooks for me and whatnot, I doubt that I would have any difficulties with losing weight. I doubt that I would have difficulties doing anything good for me at all. I would probably never watch porn again, because I can have the real deal. I ain't a fucking Chad though so food, porn, and so on are my only option. I don't have anything else to cope with.
My birth was an error
I hate existing as myself. I wish I was someone else. I wish I was normal. I wish foids would treat me like a human being, I wish I could experience genuine love. To whoever is living my dream with their happy little relationship and their low body fat percentage FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!
Every single day, I feel like I am losing my mind a little bit more. I am trapped in my own head. My thoughts keep getting worse and worse. I honestly would prefer it if I didn't exist at all.