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David Benatar
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First, therapy always boils down to the same recycled tropes: meditation, mindfulness, cognitive restructuring, meds, journaling, ACT, CBT, DBT, and "living in the moment."
Second, these coping mechanisms ultimately just try to force you to "accept yourself." They won't change your looks, your genetics, your youth, or your future. At the end of the day, you're still just an incel—just one with slightly better emotional regulation.
Third, therapy is almost always a long-term money pit that can drag on for two or three years. It costs an absurd amount of money, and its ROI is terrible compared to actually addressing the root problem. You run the risk of roping before your depression ever gets "cured" anyway.
Fourth, therapy demands a high level of execution and discipline—like taking meds on schedule, meditating daily, and maintaining a strict sleep routine—which is extremely hard to stick to when you're already burnt out.
Speaking from personal experience, I’ve gone through nearly eight different therapists. They all follow the same script: some superficial small talk about how your week went, a bit of guided meditation, and then they let you vent. When I bring up my plans for plastic surgery and limb lengthening, they stay completely noncommittal—neither validating nor dismissing them. As one therapist put it, "It's your life."
Second, these coping mechanisms ultimately just try to force you to "accept yourself." They won't change your looks, your genetics, your youth, or your future. At the end of the day, you're still just an incel—just one with slightly better emotional regulation.
Third, therapy is almost always a long-term money pit that can drag on for two or three years. It costs an absurd amount of money, and its ROI is terrible compared to actually addressing the root problem. You run the risk of roping before your depression ever gets "cured" anyway.
Fourth, therapy demands a high level of execution and discipline—like taking meds on schedule, meditating daily, and maintaining a strict sleep routine—which is extremely hard to stick to when you're already burnt out.
Speaking from personal experience, I’ve gone through nearly eight different therapists. They all follow the same script: some superficial small talk about how your week went, a bit of guided meditation, and then they let you vent. When I bring up my plans for plastic surgery and limb lengthening, they stay completely noncommittal—neither validating nor dismissing them. As one therapist put it, "It's your life."





