
Zukiteru
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Was nt enough and had good social skills from birth till about 11 yrs old and I was already pretty ugly at the time but then COVID happened and and upon my return to irl school at 13 my social skills were nuked and I hadn't hit puberty yet so for the next three years I was teased and silently made fun of (even my mom rejected my feelings of sadness and depression because she couldn't understand why I had any reason to want to kill myself and I didn't share anything with her). And I became a mental cel in the process and now I have to spend the rest of my life undoing these effects.
Worst part is I wasn't even an ugly kid. I was super popular before I moved to America at 7 and instantly made friends in school even after I moved. You would think having so much positive reinforcement from the people around me for 11 years would help me get over it easier but it hasn't.
I didn't realize I wasn't ugly anymore till my final year of highschool at 17 and even then it was too late to do anything because mentally I felt as though everybody was already against me. I had friends I made in middle school which I still have now in college and I'm grateful for them but I couldn't and still can't fathom the idea of somebody who doesn’t already know me wanting to get to know me. When girls would stare at me in class I just believed they thought I was weird because I never talked. Hell I still do and yet a couple months after school ended I realized some of them added me on Snapchat during the school year.
Crazy how something so seemingly short and minor can permanently fuck someone up for life.
Maybe in some alternate reality I'm still low inhib and I never got hit with a late puberty and I'm a normie who is still bluepilled and believes in true love (i still kinda do btw) instead of being a blackpilled, self ostracizing, self loathing, self isolating, ‘loser’ who is so desperately trying to push everyone away while still wanting to be known and understood by everyone.
I probably have AVPD but I don't think I'll ever try and get diagnosed so it doesn't matter much.
With all this being said I've been working on it, I don't hate myself anywhere near as much as I did two years ago and I don't sit and complain or cope either. I just accept the harsh reality and try to make something out of myself.
TLDR; I became a mental cel due to experiencing the blackpill first hand.
Was nt enough and had good social skills from birth till about 11 yrs old and I was already pretty ugly at the time but then COVID happened and and upon my return to irl school at 13 my social skills were nuked and I hadn't hit puberty yet so for the next three years I was teased and silently made fun of (even my mom rejected my feelings of sadness and depression because she couldn't understand why I had any reason to want to kill myself and I didn't share anything with her). And I became a mental cel in the process and now I have to spend the rest of my life undoing these effects.
Worst part is I wasn't even an ugly kid. I was super popular before I moved to America at 7 and instantly made friends in school even after I moved. You would think having so much positive reinforcement from the people around me for 11 years would help me get over it easier but it hasn't.
I didn't realize I wasn't ugly anymore till my final year of highschool at 17 and even then it was too late to do anything because mentally I felt as though everybody was already against me. I had friends I made in middle school which I still have now in college and I'm grateful for them but I couldn't and still can't fathom the idea of somebody who doesn’t already know me wanting to get to know me. When girls would stare at me in class I just believed they thought I was weird because I never talked. Hell I still do and yet a couple months after school ended I realized some of them added me on Snapchat during the school year.
Crazy how something so seemingly short and minor can permanently fuck someone up for life.
Maybe in some alternate reality I'm still low inhib and I never got hit with a late puberty and I'm a normie who is still bluepilled and believes in true love (i still kinda do btw) instead of being a blackpilled, self ostracizing, self loathing, self isolating, ‘loser’ who is so desperately trying to push everyone away while still wanting to be known and understood by everyone.
I probably have AVPD but I don't think I'll ever try and get diagnosed so it doesn't matter much.
With all this being said I've been working on it, I don't hate myself anywhere near as much as I did two years ago and I don't sit and complain or cope either. I just accept the harsh reality and try to make something out of myself.
TLDR; I became a mental cel due to experiencing the blackpill first hand.