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SuicideFuel Truecel Trait: Your Parents Are Bluepilled

darweesh

darweesh

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Sometimes I wish I had redpilled parents. Maybe I would've learned how to make money, build something of my own, or at least been given a decent set of hobbies and copes to make life bearable.

Instead, I got the standard script:

Get a job.
Marry through arranged marriage.
Consume products.
Have kids.
Repeat.
As a NEET, my Middle Eastern father constantly pushes me toward the workforce and marriage. Not because he understands what I want from life, but because he wants me to become a respectable family success story—a presentable image for relatives and society.

The problem is that I can't cope with it anymore.

I don't even feel prepared for modern life. No lessons about money, no useful network, no friends or connections, no interesting hobbies, and no alternative path—just the expectation that I should follow the script and somehow be happy.

Maybe that's what frustrates me the most.

Everyone expects results, but nobody notices that I was never given the tools. Then they wonder why I don't want to play the game.

Not that the script exists.

But that nobody around me can imagine wanting anything else.
 
My parents were bluepilled, dad died and mom still bluepilled
 
Sometimes I wish I had redpilled parents. Maybe I would've learned how to make money, build something of my own, or at least been given a decent set of hobbies and copes to make life bearable.

Instead, I got the standard script:


As a NEET, my Middle Eastern father constantly pushes me toward the workforce and marriage. Not because he understands what I want from life, but because he wants me to become a respectable family success story—a presentable image for relatives and society.

The problem is that I can't cope with it anymore.

I don't even feel prepared for modern life. No lessons about money, no useful network, no friends or connections, no interesting hobbies, and no alternative path—just the expectation that I should follow the script and somehow be happy.

Maybe that's what frustrates me the most.

Everyone expects results, but nobody notices that I was never given the tools. Then they wonder why I don't want to play the game.

Not that the script exists.

But that nobody around me can imagine wanting anything else.
Are you Egyptian???
darweesh is an Egyptian name
 
Sometimes I wish I had redpilled parents. Maybe I would've learned how to make money, build something of my own, or at least been given a decent set of hobbies and copes to make life bearable.

Instead, I got the standard script:


As a NEET, my Middle Eastern father constantly pushes me toward the workforce and marriage. Not because he understands what I want from life, but because he wants me to become a respectable family success story—a presentable image for relatives and society.

The problem is that I can't cope with it anymore.

I don't even feel prepared for modern life. No lessons about money, no useful network, no friends or connections, no interesting hobbies, and no alternative path—just the expectation that I should follow the script and somehow be happy.

Maybe that's what frustrates me the most.

Everyone expects results, but nobody notices that I was never given the tools. Then they wonder why I don't want to play the game.

Not that the script exists.

But that nobody around me can imagine wanting anything else.
They'll exploit you to make you a slave to this damned system that normies live in.
 
My whole family is bluepilled
 
Essentially everyone's parents are
 
Our parents are from an entirely different world, they could never have the slightest chance of understanding the horrors we face
 

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