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Serious Ways that hookercelling has changed me.

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Obviously, seeing hookers is not a perfect substitute to a genuine intimate relationship. I'm not here to debate that. Over the past month and a half, I have seen a total of three different hookers, and I would be lying if I said it didn't at least change my outlook in life.

I'm going to list, in no particular order, some of the changes that I felt happened to me since I started seeing hookers. This is all anecdotal from my perspective, and it might not necessarily end up being true for you.

It demystifies sex and the opposite gender. It goes deeper than that though. Even banging a hooker takes women as a whole down a notch. I think as a virgin, it's super easy to subconsciously place women on a pedestal, because they have what you want but it seems like they are restricting it from you. Seeing a hooker in a way makes women not all that special. They no longer are in the way of what you want because there will always be some women who will treat you nice and have sex with you for a price.

This is one of the harder concepts to explain, and you really can't understand it unless you've experienced how easy it is to hire a hooker.

It drastically reduced the severity of my porn addiction. I always believed that my porn addiction is more of a symptom rather than a cause; I watched porn because at the time this was the closest I could get to seeing a naked female body, and porn acted as a proxy for sexual release. My prediction has mostly been true.

I also got into watching some seriously weird shit. I frequently masturbated to hentai chicks with dicks, weird fetish videos, anal videos, interracial stuff, you name it. 10+ years of watching porn will do that to you. My porn use has been declining since I got to have sex with actual women, and the stuff I used to masturbate to I just find weird now. I have no idea how I fapped to futanari in the past, and I cringe at the stuff I used to watch.

Every time I saw a hooker, it would kind of reset the depravity of the porn I watch. Like, the first three days after I wouldn't watch any porn, then I would get back into enjoying naked girls, then hardcore porn, then it would get more and more depraved the longer I went without actually seeing a hooker.

My mental health has never been better. You would think that it would be awful because you're paying for it, but it's not really how it works. Sex and intimate company with a woman improves your mental health even if it was paid for.

Before seeing hookers, I was practically suicidal no joke. I was always in a bad mood, I felt bad about my-self. I didn't want to work anymore or do anything anymore. Stuff I used to enjoy like video games or walking outside, I didn't like anymore. One of the reasons I even decided to see a hooker was due to this, the feeling that I was going to rope anyways so I might as well see what it feels like.

I still remember my first experience with a hooker and how it felt afterwards. As I was driving back home, the voice in the back of my head was quiet. It was a calm, enjoyable drive home. I had some music playing softly, and I felt happy for the first time in quite a while. It didn't stop there. The days after I was able to enjoy a lot of things again, I even got back into exercising more rigorously. Since seeing a hooker, I have not even thought once about suicide, it seemed to have disappeared.

I feel motivated to work again. I hated my work. I didn't like working at all, because I saw no benefit for me. What's the point of wage slaving, only to end up buying consumer goods that don't really improve your life? Having a job without having sex feels like being a worker ant in an Ant colony. Worker ants are devoid of any sexual organs and are literally there to be sacrificed and used for the colony. Now that I discovered hookers are an option, I'm more inclined to work because my work can be rewarded with sex.

I'm sorry, but at the end of the day, the only reason men do anything, on a most subconscious level, is for pussy. No pussy, no work.

I no longer care about what women think of me. Seriously, why should I? No matter how many women think I'm undateable, I can always find a woman that's far more attractive than her who will treat me like a King and play with my penis.

A girl won't respect me because I'm ugly? Okay, I'll just hire a hooker with model looks and physique.

A girl won't date me because I'm 5'4"? Sorry, I can't hear you over this 5'9" hooker I just hired.

You just don't give a fuck. It makes no sense to. I've been noticing that my confidence when speaking to women in general has increased. I don't shy from looking them in the eye or treating them the way I treat other men. When you aren't getting laid, no matter how large your resolve is, you will always be subconsciously trying to earn the approval of women through the way you speak, the way you act. When your sexual needs are being met, you no longer feel pressured to be good enough for women. You can enjoy being yourself.
 
Before seeing hookers, I was practically suicidal no joke. I was always in a bad mood, I felt bad about my-self. I didn't want to work anymore or do anything anymore. Stuff I used to enjoy like video games or walking outside, I didn't like anymore. One of the reasons I even decided to see a hooker was due to this, the feeling that I was going to rope anyways so I might as well see what it feels like.

I still remember my first experience with a hooker and how it felt afterwards. As I was driving back home, the voice in the back of my head was quiet. It was a calm, enjoyable drive home. I had some music playing softly, and I felt happy for the first time in quite a while. It didn't stop there. The days after I was able to enjoy a lot of things again, I even got back into exercising more rigorously. Since seeing a hooker, I have not even thought once about suicide, it seemed to have disappeared.
Anecdotal evidence that inceldom is similar to chronic pain in some ways, makes you want to kill yourself. I can relate to you despite being a virgin, although sexual frustration is only one of the reasons behind my suicidal thoughts. Still I was thinking about making a thread with this topic.
 
I no longer care about what women think of me. Seriously, why should I? No matter how many women think I'm undateable, I can always find a woman that's far more attractive than her who will treat me like a King and play with my penis.

A girl won't respect me because I'm ugly? Okay, I'll just hire a hooker with model looks and physique.

A girl won't date me because I'm 5'4"? Sorry, I can't hear you over this 5'9" hooker I just hired.

You just don't give a fuck. It makes no sense to. I've been noticing that my confidence when speaking to women in general has increased. I don't shy from looking them in the eye or treating them the way I treat other men. When you aren't getting laid, no matter how large your resolve is, you will always be subconsciously trying to earn the approval of women through the way you speak, the way you act. When your sexual needs are being met, you no longer feel pressured to be good enough for women. You can enjoy being yourself.

Yes. I think the biggest change for me after I saw hookers was that I felt substantially less desperate -- I no longer analyzed every single interaction I had with a femoid in the hopes that it was some sort of romantic cue. It made it so much easier for me to work with femoids in an academic/professional setting.

The ability to skip all the agonizing aspects of social interaction and constant rejection is a godsend, I wish more incels lived in countries where this is legal.
 
Obviously, seeing hookers is not a perfect substitute to a genuine intimate relationship. I'm not here to debate that. Over the past month and a half, I have seen a total of three different hookers, and I would be lying if I said it didn't at least change my outlook in life.

I'm going to list, in no particular order, some of the changes that I felt happened to me since I started seeing hookers. This is all anecdotal from my perspective, and it might not necessarily end up being true for you.

It demystifies sex and the opposite gender. It goes deeper than that though. Even banging a hooker takes women as a whole down a notch. I think as a virgin, it's super easy to subconsciously place women on a pedestal, because they have what you want but it seems like they are restricting it from you. Seeing a hooker in a way makes women not all that special. They no longer are in the way of what you want because there will always be some women who will treat you nice and have sex with you for a price.

This is one of the harder concepts to explain, and you really can't understand it unless you've experienced how easy it is to hire a hooker.

It drastically reduced the severity of my porn addiction. I always believed that my porn addiction is more of a symptom rather than a cause; I watched porn because at the time this was the closest I could get to seeing a naked female body, and porn acted as a proxy for sexual release. My prediction has mostly been true.

I also got into watching some seriously weird shit. I frequently masturbated to hentai chicks with dicks, weird fetish videos, anal videos, interracial stuff, you name it. 10+ years of watching porn will do that to you. My porn use has been declining since I got to have sex with actual women, and the stuff I used to masturbate to I just find weird now. I have no idea how I fapped to futanari in the past, and I cringe at the stuff I used to watch.

Every time I saw a hooker, it would kind of reset the depravity of the porn I watch. Like, the first three days after I wouldn't watch any porn, then I would get back into enjoying naked girls, then hardcore porn, then it would get more and more depraved the longer I went without actually seeing a hooker.

My mental health has never been better. You would think that it would be awful because you're paying for it, but it's not really how it works. Sex and intimate company with a woman improves your mental health even if it was paid for.

Before seeing hookers, I was practically suicidal no joke. I was always in a bad mood, I felt bad about my-self. I didn't want to work anymore or do anything anymore. Stuff I used to enjoy like video games or walking outside, I didn't like anymore. One of the reasons I even decided to see a hooker was due to this, the feeling that I was going to rope anyways so I might as well see what it feels like.

I still remember my first experience with a hooker and how it felt afterwards. As I was driving back home, the voice in the back of my head was quiet. It was a calm, enjoyable drive home. I had some music playing softly, and I felt happy for the first time in quite a while. It didn't stop there. The days after I was able to enjoy a lot of things again, I even got back into exercising more rigorously. Since seeing a hooker, I have not even thought once about suicide, it seemed to have disappeared.

I feel motivated to work again. I hated my work. I didn't like working at all, because I saw no benefit for me. What's the point of wage slaving, only to end up buying consumer goods that don't really improve your life? Having a job without having sex feels like being a worker ant in an Ant colony. Worker ants are devoid of any sexual organs and are literally there to be sacrificed and used for the colony. Now that I discovered hookers are an option, I'm more inclined to work because my work can be rewarded with sex.

I'm sorry, but at the end of the day, the only reason men do anything, on a most subconscious level, is for pussy. No pussy, no work.

I no longer care about what women think of me. Seriously, why should I? No matter how many women think I'm undateable, I can always find a woman that's far more attractive than her who will treat me like a King and play with my penis.

A girl won't respect me because I'm ugly? Okay, I'll just hire a hooker with model looks and physique.

A girl won't date me because I'm 5'4"? Sorry, I can't hear you over this 5'9" hooker I just hired.

You just don't give a fuck. It makes no sense to. I've been noticing that my confidence when speaking to women in general has increased. I don't shy from looking them in the eye or treating them the way I treat other men. When you aren't getting laid, no matter how large your resolve is, you will always be subconsciously trying to earn the approval of women through the way you speak, the way you act. When your sexual needs are being met, you no longer feel pressured to be good enough for women. You can enjoy being yourself.
Glad it helped
 
Now imagine how a GF would feel like, FUUUUUCK
 
You are growing in a positive way and that's good to see on here, I am glad it has helped you feel better about yourself and thank you for providing this positive interaction on here as I might find a escort when I lose some weight.
 
Good for you. It's almost like my own experiences, with all the points you listed.
 
My mental health has never been better. You would think that it would be awful because you're paying for it, but it's not really how it works. Sex and intimate company with a woman improves your mental health even if it was paid for.
I agree with most of the things you said. Except for this one where my mental health is on an all time low and it all started with hookers ( was shit before but I quit my Job now and search for a psychotherapist) yet I cannot stop escortceling.. JFL
 
>giving more money than rocket scientist earns for an hour to someone who hates you because you're an ugly subhuman
cucked
 
Now imagine how a GF would feel like, FUUUUUCK

We're probably over-valuing having a GF tbh.

Think about it, we only know what having a girlfriend is like from friends or social media, and people will always try to make their lives look picture-perfect.

All the good moments like the cuddling, the sex, the intimate conversations, the couple things, that's not how a relationship works 80% of the time. You maybe get that in short bursts of like 15 minutes. The rest of the time is spent interacting with another human, which is neutral at best, and then you also inherit some of her problems with her family and friends, and you put in a lot of emotional effort trying to resolve these things, make her feel special and make the relationship work.

That's great and all, and I would probably prefer that over hookers, but the good thing about hookers is that you're literally only seeing them in their good state.

I agree with most of the things you said. Except for this one where my mental health is on an all time low and it all started with hookers ( was shit before but I quit my Job now and search for a psychotherapist) yet I cannot stop escortceling.. JFL

Again I don't know, I've only done this a few times.

It does have the ability to become addicting for sure which is especially bad if you don't have work.
 
Obviously, seeing hookers is not a perfect substitute to a genuine intimate relationship. I'm not here to debate that. Over the past month and a half, I have seen a total of three different hookers, and I would be lying if I said it didn't at least change my outlook in life.

I'm going to list, in no particular order, some of the changes that I felt happened to me since I started seeing hookers. This is all anecdotal from my perspective, and it might not necessarily end up being true for you.

It demystifies sex and the opposite gender. It goes deeper than that though. Even banging a hooker takes women as a whole down a notch. I think as a virgin, it's super easy to subconsciously place women on a pedestal, because they have what you want but it seems like they are restricting it from you. Seeing a hooker in a way makes women not all that special. They no longer are in the way of what you want because there will always be some women who will treat you nice and have sex with you for a price.

This is one of the harder concepts to explain, and you really can't understand it unless you've experienced how easy it is to hire a hooker.

It drastically reduced the severity of my porn addiction. I always believed that my porn addiction is more of a symptom rather than a cause; I watched porn because at the time this was the closest I could get to seeing a naked female body, and porn acted as a proxy for sexual release. My prediction has mostly been true.

I also got into watching some seriously weird shit. I frequently masturbated to hentai chicks with dicks, weird fetish videos, anal videos, interracial stuff, you name it. 10+ years of watching porn will do that to you. My porn use has been declining since I got to have sex with actual women, and the stuff I used to masturbate to I just find weird now. I have no idea how I fapped to futanari in the past, and I cringe at the stuff I used to watch.

Every time I saw a hooker, it would kind of reset the depravity of the porn I watch. Like, the first three days after I wouldn't watch any porn, then I would get back into enjoying naked girls, then hardcore porn, then it would get more and more depraved the longer I went without actually seeing a hooker.

My mental health has never been better. You would think that it would be awful because you're paying for it, but it's not really how it works. Sex and intimate company with a woman improves your mental health even if it was paid for.

Before seeing hookers, I was practically suicidal no joke. I was always in a bad mood, I felt bad about my-self. I didn't want to work anymore or do anything anymore. Stuff I used to enjoy like video games or walking outside, I didn't like anymore. One of the reasons I even decided to see a hooker was due to this, the feeling that I was going to rope anyways so I might as well see what it feels like.

I still remember my first experience with a hooker and how it felt afterwards. As I was driving back home, the voice in the back of my head was quiet. It was a calm, enjoyable drive home. I had some music playing softly, and I felt happy for the first time in quite a while. It didn't stop there. The days after I was able to enjoy a lot of things again, I even got back into exercising more rigorously. Since seeing a hooker, I have not even thought once about suicide, it seemed to have disappeared.

I feel motivated to work again. I hated my work. I didn't like working at all, because I saw no benefit for me. What's the point of wage slaving, only to end up buying consumer goods that don't really improve your life? Having a job without having sex feels like being a worker ant in an Ant colony. Worker ants are devoid of any sexual organs and are literally there to be sacrificed and used for the colony. Now that I discovered hookers are an option, I'm more inclined to work because my work can be rewarded with sex.

I'm sorry, but at the end of the day, the only reason men do anything, on a most subconscious level, is for pussy. No pussy, no work.

I no longer care about what women think of me. Seriously, why should I? No matter how many women think I'm undateable, I can always find a woman that's far more attractive than her who will treat me like a King and play with my penis.

A girl won't respect me because I'm ugly? Okay, I'll just hire a hooker with model looks and physique.

A girl won't date me because I'm 5'4"? Sorry, I can't hear you over this 5'9" hooker I just hired.

You just don't give a fuck. It makes no sense to. I've been noticing that my confidence when speaking to women in general has increased. I don't shy from looking them in the eye or treating them the way I treat other men. When you aren't getting laid, no matter how large your resolve is, you will always be subconsciously trying to earn the approval of women through the way you speak, the way you act. When your sexual needs are being met, you no longer feel pressured to be good enough for women. You can enjoy being yourself.

Sincere thank you for writing this experience. This is the content here that I want to read to cope.
 
I feel motivated to work again.

I haven't been working for ten years. If tomorrow a brothel opened in my town, I would immediately apply for a job. I would wash dishes, pick up trash or flip burgers if I had to.
 
Escorts is honestly what kept me sane so I understand where you're coming from. My mental health indeed improved dramatically.
 
>giving more money than rocket scientist earns for an hour to someone who hates you because you're an ugly subhuman
cucked
"Now wageslavery makes totes sense bros, imma be a sexually satisfied good little goy from now on for Mr Goldberg."
 
This should be must-read content.
 
Just don't get addicted and you are good to go (as far as incel parameters let you).
 

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