“Stopped” browsing .is a few months ago in hopes of trying to find the ultimate “Cope”, something that justifies my genetic inferiority to myself, something that justifies the Foid Behavior toward the undesirable man such as myself; literally anything that even remotely makes me feel assured in my headspace, but everything wound up in the same destination of the deemed “unhealthy” obsession & “hatred” of women classified within the incelosphere.
Got on Antidepressants, got a Counselor, got a Psychiatrist, I have newer hobbies, the relationship with my Mom somewhat improved & i’m making more money than I ever had (still not much, but i’m actually saving money now) and my headspace isn’t as uncontrollably daunting as before and “angered” with months on the medicine, but oh boy do I still feel so fucking inferior around attractive foids my age it’s insane, and I’m sure I know that it’s inherently the “Trigger” of my biological grief.
Everytime I see “her”, my workplace crush that’s been here for 3 out of the 4 years i’ve been employed, I feel embarrassed. Naive at my attempts to “ask her out” to be silently ridiculed by her behind my back with her friends 2 years ago before she began completely ignoring my existence since. Adding more salt to the wound whilst trying to become willingly bluepilled as of late, Another girl I tried talking to romantically blocked me less than a month ago on social media over a clean-simple conversation with a genetically inferior man. Every pretty woman I see that I’m attracted to, I now have that trigger, because I know the truth of what will happen if I were to try to “approach” them—or openly humiliate myself and be the target of disgust.
Got on Antidepressants, got a Counselor, got a Psychiatrist, I have newer hobbies, the relationship with my Mom somewhat improved & i’m making more money than I ever had (still not much, but i’m actually saving money now) and my headspace isn’t as uncontrollably daunting as before and “angered” with months on the medicine, but oh boy do I still feel so fucking inferior around attractive foids my age it’s insane, and I’m sure I know that it’s inherently the “Trigger” of my biological grief.
Everytime I see “her”, my workplace crush that’s been here for 3 out of the 4 years i’ve been employed, I feel embarrassed. Naive at my attempts to “ask her out” to be silently ridiculed by her behind my back with her friends 2 years ago before she began completely ignoring my existence since. Adding more salt to the wound whilst trying to become willingly bluepilled as of late, Another girl I tried talking to romantically blocked me less than a month ago on social media over a clean-simple conversation with a genetically inferior man. Every pretty woman I see that I’m attracted to, I now have that trigger, because I know the truth of what will happen if I were to try to “approach” them—or openly humiliate myself and be the target of disgust.
