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Tranquil Fury

Tranquil Fury

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If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.
 
I don't feel alone because i have a friend who is a manlet as well and is also KHHV so he will also most likely be 4ever alone
 
bro you described my life rn and I am early 20s apart from last 2 points
 
I’ve been living like that since 25 years old, I know it only gets worse. Death will be a gift
 
I'm so sorry, hope you find new copes
 
Mid 30's heading towards late 30's here.

Whats it like dealing with women your age? These women around here my age are all fucked up. The decent normal woman are in a relationship and remain in one. The mad insane woman are all available, some of these so-called empowered feminists never married, divorcees.

I try to ask for a fuck from my age mates and they want restaurants visits some cocaine etc etc. Bro I rather not and just masterbate to be honest the juice aint worth the squeeze
 
Another 7 years and I'll be there
 
Stickying this cuz it's basically a summary of my life at this point jfl
 
Mid 30's heading towards late 30's here.

Whats it like dealing with women your age? These women around here my age are all fucked up. The decent normal woman are in a relationship and remain in one. The mad insane woman are all available, some of these so-called empowered feminists never married, divorcees.

I try to ask for a fuck from my age mates and they want restaurants visits some cocaine etc etc. Bro I rather not and just masterbate to be honest the juice aint worth the squeeze
Being standardcel is based.
 
Brutal post, it is scary how fast life fly by as an inkwell. My mother was visiting me and I felt like it was 3 weeks ago. Turns out it was 3 months ago when I talked to her about it today..
 
This post is so brutal, it gave me anxiety, fuck :feelsmega:
 
I'm sorry that life has been unfair to you. The reality is that you should be entitled to an at least normal life, but sadly life sucks.

I'm closer to 30 than to 20, so i kinda relate. I have friends but it's already apparent that they will move on to do more interesting things meanwhile i continue playing videogames or reading some stupid fiction. The truth of the matter is, before i tried to be like them. But now at this point i know it's imposible. I just don't do well in social activities, largely due to my inceldom.

Talking with women is and always will be, a pain in the ass. They don't want to fuck me, and i'm not usefull to them either. So they either tolerate me, mock me or just ignore me. There's no point in talking to them.

How has your life degressed over the years? It has been a long time from the last time you meet with a friend? Did you try to pick up or get a date in the last years?
 
If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.

View: https://youtu.be/y_ENvwslL7M
 
I'm almost 32, but I'm relating more and more to what OP has described.
 
I feel a lot of what you described is already a large part of my life, and I have a bit more than 10 years to go before I reach that point.

When I had a medical emergency I had no one to turn to, and if I was more dismissive of my problem or it was slightly worse I would have been already dead.

I thought for a long time that I wouldn't live to see 50. Now I'm honestly not sure if I'll make it to 40
Shocked Stare GIF by Travis
 
I just don't do well in social activities, largely due to my inceldom.
I don’t get it either. Its not even because of my inceldom. I just take the backpedal in conversations seemingly for no reason.
 
I thought for a long time that I wouldn't live to see 50. Now I'm honestly not sure if I'll make it to 40
I will probably be a victim of stroke or something like that.
 
I can't imagine myself alive aged 30, let alone aged 40
 
every day is a blur, time is a moving train and i cant stop it
 
I don't feel alone because i have a friend who is a manlet as well and is also KHHV so he will also most likely be 4ever alone
man, where do i find these friends that share my struggle, I'm sick of having no one to talk to about these things who can not just listen but also realte.
 
man, where do i find these friends that share my struggle, I'm sick of having no one to talk to about these things who can not just listen but also realte.
Met him in school, finding friends is mostly luck based
 
Oh noooo I can't let this happen. Nigga this is me at 23 years old already. Everything pretty much spot on.
 
Mid 30's heading towards late 30's here.

Whats it like dealing with women your age? These women around here my age are all fucked up. The decent normal woman are in a relationship and remain in one. The mad insane woman are all available, some of these so-called empowered feminists never married, divorcees.

I try to ask for a fuck from my age mates and they want restaurants visits some cocaine etc etc. Bro I rather not and just masterbate to be honest the juice aint worth the squeeze

It's difficult. I won't lie, I still want to try, but it's difficult. I don't care too much for single mothers, which the majority of them are. In addition, they're physically and emotionally worn out, and they seem to be ok with penalizing you for that. One common denominator in my attempts is that women aren't ready to date because of an array of bad things that happen to them at the hands of other guys, but apparently you have to suffer by being denied a shot, no matter how much effort you put into making yourself out to be a better deal than previous deadbeat boyfriend/husband.
How has your life degressed over the years? It has been a long time from the last time you meet with a friend? Did you try to pick up or get a date in the last years?
I would say the death of my grandparents was a major factor. I was closer to the guy in the 40 year old virgin, with no sexual experience, save for a few hookers here and there, but I was at least happy. They helped me out with certain bills and were the only relatives that gave a damn and who I could talk to in confidence. When I lost them, it was alot harder on me. The days got alot more lonelier when I lost them, and since they aren't around to mediate, my relationship with the rest of my family has become more estranged.

I haven't hung out with any of my friends in almost six years for a movie marathon and none of us have all gotten together since. Also alot less txting and calling in the last three years or so.

I hesitate to answer the last question because opinions on wanting to still try may vary amongst the community, but I will say that I still do want to try, and to be honest, at this point I don't even care about having sex. I just want a female friend who could at least spend time with me when I go out and do stuff couples to (ie running errands, going out to eat, going to the movies, going out of town, going to the beach, drinking and getting high with). Alas, I am a realist, and I have too hard of a time believing that there is a women out there who would understand my situation and at the very least, be compassionate about it and be a real friend. If I can't get that, I damn sure know I can't get a woman to love and fuck me.
 
If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.
Old millenial cope we are zoomers , and just take a shower bro
 
Relatable, i never had friends but I used to hang out with my cousins and since they got married and have kids we totally drifted apart, we're like different world.

In 30s and later, if you don't have a family of your own, you're considered the biggest failure there is.

Time does blend together and flies by in the speed of light.

Every physical exercise feels like a drag and waste of time.
 
Brutal shit, brother. I'm right behind you and approaching that mark as well. Though tbf, I have less problems with health.

If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.
Admittedly, I do miss the "good old days," and a part of me does yearn for it. My 20s were the best and worst years of my life. My 30s were comparably a lot slower, but still interesting and stimulating enough for a KHHV to not rope. The next decade should be interesting, but for different reasons.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.
I've already grown apart from a few friends exactly the way you've described. I anticipate that there will be alienation with family members as well.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.
Thankfully, I don't have this problem. I have a close-knit group of friends who can help me out in a pinch in virtually every life scenario you could imagine (and some you can't). I'm extremely grateful for that, despite my stature and ugliness, which is laughable in comparison when you take a tally of the pros and cons. Yeah, I'll be a single loner for life, but so what?

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.
This is very real. There are psychological reasons for it, but the perception of time passing quickly is quite common.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.
Coping is my peace of mind.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.
People live and die. If they're not personally in my life, they don't mean anything to me. That outlook has been a part of my life's philosophy far before I was ever black pilled.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.
This is true. You can only do and take so much, before you're doing the same over and over and OVER AND OVER. I'm feeling this heavily this year in particular. A black pill everyone needs to take early is that every cope has an end.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.
Thankfully, I don't have any of these health problems. Weightlifting goes a long, long way in acting as a preventative measure.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.
All the best, brocel.
 
I will probably be a victim of stroke or something like that.
I'm convinced I will kill myself. Sometime in the future. Making it to midlife without a family or high-flying career just highlights how important your time is regardless of your looks. I mean, seriously. If you're a 10000 IQ polymath genius or techbillionaire driving change in the planet, it would make life believably bearable even in advanced age. But if you're some NEET or something with years of burnt time behind you and no motivation from it, cope is going to be hardly working.
If you have something a burning desire to do something do not wait. "Someday" is a curse you will take to your grave.
 
Old millenial cope we are zoomers , and just take a shower bro
The oldest zoomers will be 30 in four years. You motherfuckers aren't fresh and trendy anymore.
 
If you have something a burning desire to do something do not wait. "Someday" is a curse you will take to your grave.
Well, my burning desire to do that something requires tens, of not hundreds, of billions of Euros. That's an astronomically low statistical likelihood. It's practically a near-absolute certainty that I will go to the grave before that someday arrives. If my lifespan was in thousands instead of the tens, it would be a done deal.
 
I’m over 50. When you have a surgery scare, shit blood and swollen ankle all in the same month it’s no joke. Especially when you have nobody.
 
Mogs me, and I'm only 24
 
If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.
I think you are older than me hence many male friends of you still managed to get married. I have like 40 male acquaintances and they ALL are incels, semi-incels or incel-like. Situation is dire for everyone and near to collapse point
 
If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.
This will be my future. :feelscry:
 
This Post was being Made before already But yea its brutal
 
Brutal post, it is scary how fast life fly by as an inkwell. My mother was visiting me and I felt like it was 3 weeks ago. Turns out it was 3 months ago when I talked to her about it today..
Time passes extremely slowly... It all drags on forever and there is no end in sight.
 
If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.
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Since my English is not so good, I used google translator to fully understand the language of the occupiers...
 
If you were lucky enough to have friends, they all date, get married, have wives and kids, and basically never have time to even check up on you or send u a txt. You almost become desperate to try and keep the proverbial good old days alive, but eventually you are forced to accept and admit that those days are gone forever and will never happen again.

You eventually become alienated or estranged from the rest of your family, a combo of just completely different personalities, along with the eventual passing of key relatives that are the glue that keeps the family together, will result in you growing farther and farther apart from your family, if it hasn't already by this point.

You have no choice but to become self reliant. Asking for help from anyone of any kind will become less and less of an option. Friends become flakes and relatives who may have cared and been able to help eventually pass away. You either work hard enough to be able to eat, have a roof over your head, a vehicle, and a cell phone, or you end up as a straight up bum.

Time goes by a lot quicker, and not for the better, and the days are so dull and repetitive that you have trouble telling them apart. Normies like to joke about how this is due to my age, but the fact of the matter is I can't tell days apart because with rare exceptions, they all begin, occur, and end the same.

Peace of mind literally becomes a fucking alien concept. You're either sad, aggravated, or you're coping. I can't relax and unwind to save my life, and the sad thing is I'm oddly fine with that.

Celebrities and entertainers that you grow up with, and become fond of die. A lot of you aren't at a point where you can properly understand the concept of nostalgia, but nothing is more soul crushing than seeing someone who literally was an integral part of your childhood or teen years pass away. It serves as a painful reminder of how the times have changed, and how your youth and innocence are long gone and you will NEVER get them back.

Copes become increasingly ineffective and pointless. Drugs, alcohol, hookers, internet trolling, fighting, collections, movie binging, working out. All nice little time passers until that new car smell wears out, in which case it just becomes a waste of time and effort, yet you still find yourself eventually going back to them.

Too many health problems to count. Weight gain, hair loss, slower metabolism, lower testosterone, lower energy, aching bones, and yes, your dick WILL eventually have trouble getting hard. You may even have these weird dry fire deals where it feels like you nutted but nothing comes out. As of this post, I'm trying to come up with a convincing story to get my Dr. to possibly prescribe me Viagra or Cialis, which needless to say, is gonna be embarrassing as fuck because she's a woman and a family friend.

There might be others that I can't think of at the moment, but this is my current situation, and despite me not really knowing any of you guys, I sincerely wish you all have a future that is the opposite of this. I wish I could make it so no one ever has to experience this, and I sincerely apologize for not really having any special knowledge to share with you guys so that this doesn't happen to you. I just sincerely hope that by some way of miracle, you guys catch a break and not endure this, because it truly is a way of living I wish on no one.
Since I only have unemployed incel friends who will never have a family, I don't have to worry that we won't meet again because they are busy with other things.
But they all suffer from depression and one of them is turning 30 soon.
Hard life but somehow you try to survive...
I can't do anything with normal people because I developed completely differently than others.
I was always the outsider and could never make friends in my school days.
Hopefully I'll be in contact with my two incel friends for a long time to come...
But you described my life and I'm only 23.
I'm exactly on the same path as you, even my mother told me that I'll live lonely someday and won't have anyone to take care of me.
At times my mother was very honest and told me the truth straight to my face.
Since my siblings will not want to take care of me either because they are busy with their own lives, I will perish over time...
In "normal" society, I'm lost because of my Asperger's autism because I just don't understand social structures.
It is very difficult for me to interpret the behavior of other people and I therefore usually behave very inappropriately.
 

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