I have no real friends. Nobody. Work acquaintances and people from college I barely talk to anymore. If I was going through a rough day (everyday), I do not have a single person to vent to outside this shithole.
I can’t stand being around normies anyways. They’re too retarded.
In another life, I might have been a wise leader, or some kike puppet master guiding the goy cattle.
Instead, I’m a cutfag Amerimutt who’s self aware enough to know it’s over and there’s no point. Part of the burden of intelligence is not being dumb enough to not know when to give up.
In chess, unlike most sports, it’s considered good sportsmanship to resign when your back is against the wall. It shows that you respect your opponent’s abilities enough to consider their victory assured.
I have resigned to my ZOG overlords. The checkmate is imminent. There is no point in struggling. They have won.