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Truecel trait: your parents never rooted for you

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tulasdanslos

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I remember that once I told my parents I beat my best friend in a match and they were like "okay he was holding back". I did NOT need to hear that, especially cuz it was probably true. How fucking hard is it to say "well done" or any sort of approval? I fucking hate my cunt mother.
 
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I remember that once I told my parents I beat my best friend in a match and they were like "okay he was holding back". I did NOT need to hear that, especially cuz it was probably true. How fucking hard is it to say "well done" or any sort of approval? I fucking hate my cunt mother.

I can relate. I'm glad my cunt mother is dead.
 
Incels are disposable asf for family and society and are no one stands behind them
 
Wish i had parents and relatives :feelscry:
That thing called family always sounded useful :feelscry:
 
its better to just live ur life for urself when u have parents like that, cuz u will never be enough for them so just set ur own goals and dont look to impress anyone but urself, be enough for urself

of course its easier said than done, we r humans and humans naturally need (or just want?) validation from parents
 
I can relate. I'm glad my cunt mother is dead.
I remember that once I told my parents I beat my best friend in a match and they were like "okay he was holding back". I did NOT need to hear that, especially cuz it was probably true. How fucking hard is it to say "well done" or any sort of approval? I fucking hate my cunt mother.
Foids are foids first mothers later, I bet foids secretly want to fk their chad sons and would not grieve much if their incel sons die given how they really think and act
 
i don't know.
I was abandoned when like to 10-11 months on a sidewalk, cops had found me and called social assistence officers that took me and signed me at a childcare center where i grew up till 16. Then i moved alone.
My birthdate was decided by a childcare center doctor according to his "pretty much accurate" (lol) conclutions, day more, day less. It was the 80's in Italy, no security cameras, no shit. Never knew if i have any sort of family at all.
 
WHY are people tormented like this? :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee: :reeeeee:
 
Same,trucels were treated like trash by their ''parents''
 
Incels are disposable asf for family and society and are no one stands behind them
As an Incel, the trouble starts with family. When I got home from school, it was no better at home.
 
My narcissistic alcoholic single mom called me ugly once, comparing me to her favorite Chad Hollywood actors (Yeah no shit I already knew at 12 I wasn't going to be fucking Alain Delon or Marlon Brando). She never taught me shit either and tried to make me dependent on her. She just did the bare minimum and fed me basically, maybe it would have been better if she let me starve early on in life and I was forced to go somewhere else or just die in the streets.
 
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I remember that once I told my parents I beat my best friend in a match and they were like "okay he was holding back". I did NOT need to hear that, especially cuz it was probably true. How fucking hard is it to say "well done" or any sort of approval? I fucking hate my cunt mother.
“R you rooting for me, like I’m rooting for u?”:feelsmusic::feelsaww:
 
Yes, very true. My mother used to criticize my autistic behavior.

She would say "I was 'square' myself as a child, but your behavior is weird. You are w-e-i-r-d", "I'm embarrassed to have a son that 'does this'(Making fidgeting gestures)", "Please! I don't care about your anxiety. Do you want to live on the streets?"

As typical of femoids, she cannot listen to my problems without redirecting to her own problems.

Yes, true. When I was eighteen, I attempted to apply for jobs. However, I could barely do the interviews because of my stuttering problem(ASD-caused). My mother wanted me to get employed despite knowing about my disability("You should get a job", "When you become an adult, I want you gone!").

The result was living in a youth commune for some time...

Understood.

When I was in my early teens, my father would constantly denigrate my autistic traits. He would often tell me,

"Why are you so shameful all the time?" (I was anxious and kept my head down in public)

"We're going to grandma's house, hurry up!"(He wanted to make himself seem like an excellent father by showing her his son)

"You're moving so slowly"(He would hit me; I was sluggish from ASD/trauma)

"Your cousins are better than you!" (Again, anxiety and depression)

"I'm saying this to be kind. Don't anger me." (If I was struggling to go inside a store due to anxiety)

I once had Pyelonephritis and was fairly weak from it to the point of needing to stay home when my father wanted to visit a store. My father, instead of asking me if I took my prescribed antibiotics, simply told me, "Hurry up, let's go see grandma". He then asked Grandma to patronize me for my "disobedience".

Exactly.

I was told to chat with my maternal grandmother - Someone who criticized me for my (at the time) inability to speak to her comfortably, which later became stuttering.

"Talk? Can't you talk?"

"Stop speaking in such a high-pitched voice"

"Speak up!"

"Speak louder"

"I don't know why he can't talk" (To Mother; Post-Stuttering)

"You can speak to your mother, can't you? Then you can speak to me normally"

"Talk!"

Nothing. My grandmother patronized me for keeping my head down, so I was grateful to be away from her for a few hours.

Yes; my father would regularly batter Mother and break things. When angry, Mother would grab my stimming objects and shake them in my face while tightly grasping my neck.

Mother moved into a separate apartment and stayed with relatives, at times. We also had to live with my paternal grandparents.

Before I moved to Minneapolis, I visited Craigslist for financing options since Mother was too reluctant to seek employment and I realized that I had no short-term way of helping us fund our apartment.

Father would...sometimes stare at me stimming and start snickering.
 

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