
Deleted member 19321
5’7 gynocel
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In my earlier years of high school before becoming depressed I was an incredibly vibrant and witty guy. Normies liked to be around me because I provided them with humor. Reality eventually struck me and I was left wondering what it is about me that is preventing me from becoming popular and loved like the other kids. Once, this group of popular guys invited me out with them but I didn't act as a complete jester funny guy because I just wanted to chill and be friends with them. I slowly could sense their disappointment with me as I failed to entertain them with outrageous comments and they never would invite me out again. Upon continuous failures to gain status despite having a good and outgoing personality I came to notice the pattern. The pattern that attractive and tall men with bland stereotypical personalities still succeeded socially whereas I did not. My previously friendly witty remarks became piercing attacks that would humiliate the person in question as I was mad at how unjust the social hierarchy is. I would get into violent arguments with others because I was just so mad at everything and everyone for being so unfair to me. I am still the same way. All I enjoy doing is using clever remarks to hurt people or rouse them to anger. Being born ugly turned me from a great person into a sadistic schizoid.