Inceldom is my only trigger. The only thing that holds me back from being successful. Anything I work on always becomes unfinished or half completed or done lazy as hell because I always sink into a lonely depression brought upon by remembering the fact that I'm a virgin. That I'm still not truly a man or an accomplished individual in any way that matters. It's so difficult to work on anything when there's no reward. I'll never be able to impress a women who'll find whatever I do attractive. I'll never have a reason to do anything with a women who finds me.
