• @[email protected]
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    1111 months ago

    It was my first job in a hostile city. My apartment was trash so I learned to sleep under my desk instead of going back there. My parents were getting divorced and it ended up forcing me to pick sides. I cut off communication from both of them due to the pressure, and decided to do something positive in my life. I joined a gym. It cured all my social anxiety, my stammer was gone, I could look people in the eye, and I was getting a lot of attention from girls. This made me more angry than happy as I realised that these same girls did not care to talk to me before I got fit. I isolated myself at work too as I tried to distract myself in my work from my unstable life, but one girl would not let up and would actively touch me and try to get me to react to her. It was harassment, but I never reported her. I endured it for a year or two, then she left, and afterwards I left the country.

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      1811 months ago

      before I got fit

      Proceeds to ignore the “cured my social anxiety” part to find a way to be angry at women. This is the incel way 👍

      • Drewsipher
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        911 months ago

        Just being confident does wonders. Be who you are unapologetically someone will find you attractive…. I got one making my Big Ass the little spoon RIGHT NOW

        • @Kecessa
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          811 months ago

          Yep, it’s not as if only the most attractive men/women are in a relationship and very often you’ll see people “punching above their weight” just because they are just very nice people to be with and that counts for a whole lot more than having a nice ass or big pipes!

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        11 months ago

        Fair. I was just shocked by it, and with the divorce going on and the infidelity of my dad and the social trauma my mother was willing to inflict on us, the undereating and the overexercising leading to the anoerexia… my entire value system was in a state of flux. I did not know what anything was worth anymore. Hell it was physically exhausting to smile. I was not in a stable mental state, and the last thing I needed was positive attention from women at the time.