Sasukecel
Lurking until all the official videos are removed
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The fitxfearless video got reposted on twitter yesturday and it's at 276k in a day. Over a quarter mil in a day. It will probably hit 1 million on twitter within a few weeks. I'm on phone and too lazy to repost it here.
I mostly talk about my situation on .is but on here, people don't really know the aftermath. I was coerced to go on call and told to ask about plastic surgery and lie about my age (to say I was 21 when I was 17), and obviously after getting publicly humilated in front of 4 - 5 million people as the video was reposted and multiplatformed, and after everyone at my University campus saw the video, my life is fucking shit.
I'm not going to rope or go ER, but I can't help but feel despair and more dark thoughts. I'm starting to get the desire to cut off my 13 year old brother. I have jealousy which turns to hate. How I became an incel was through circumstance not choice (I was called ugly by 100s of people.) I actually tried to do self improvement. At 14 - 17, I was studying in school, watching Hamza, 1stman, Andrew Tate, Justin Waller, I quit anime, I quit video games, I read self improvement books like Atomic Habits and the Millionaire Fastlane, quit junk food, did calisthenics, tried to learn Python and it didn't do jackshit so I fell in a rut and that brought me in a vulnerable state. When I was doing this work, he was on his chair, fucking around, playing Fortnite and watching Netflix shows, talking to his friends on discord.
Why the fuck shouldn't I hate him? I tried, he didn't, I'm globally laughed at, the work I tried was for fucking nothing. I believed the redpill before I was blackpilled. When Hamza said self improvement works, you can make 10k a month, I believed him, I thought I could get recognition and praise if I worked hard but it didn't do shit.
Recently I've developed a gore addiction and have been using gore subreddits, watchpeopledie. tv, and kaotic and I can't help but hate the world and society. It makes me a bad person but I probably do fucking hate my little brother because he got the social validation whilst he plays video games, I tried and it meant jackshit.
I view happiness as a cope. I hate my life, I hate society, I hate the world and I hate my little brother.
Listening to the people on discord who mass pinged me to go on that call 4 months ago was single handledly the worst decision of my life. I acknoledge that. Every day of living is shit so I refuse to pretend to be happy, smile, laugh, etc. It's pointless because I'm a truecel and a viral lolcow.
Genetics prevented me from having a normal life. I couldn't "be an example" for my brother so he should look for someone else. I truthfully despise my younger brother and the world. That makes me a piece of shit but the world is shit. It's probably for the best if we're distant.
Happiness is delusion if society is hell. I ruined my life 4 months ago by going on that call when the people on discord mass pinged me to. I accept my life will never be normal and I'm better off adapting then living in delusion. It feels hard to do, but I probably will cut off my family later down the line.
I mostly talk about my situation on .is but on here, people don't really know the aftermath. I was coerced to go on call and told to ask about plastic surgery and lie about my age (to say I was 21 when I was 17), and obviously after getting publicly humilated in front of 4 - 5 million people as the video was reposted and multiplatformed, and after everyone at my University campus saw the video, my life is fucking shit.
I'm not going to rope or go ER, but I can't help but feel despair and more dark thoughts. I'm starting to get the desire to cut off my 13 year old brother. I have jealousy which turns to hate. How I became an incel was through circumstance not choice (I was called ugly by 100s of people.) I actually tried to do self improvement. At 14 - 17, I was studying in school, watching Hamza, 1stman, Andrew Tate, Justin Waller, I quit anime, I quit video games, I read self improvement books like Atomic Habits and the Millionaire Fastlane, quit junk food, did calisthenics, tried to learn Python and it didn't do jackshit so I fell in a rut and that brought me in a vulnerable state. When I was doing this work, he was on his chair, fucking around, playing Fortnite and watching Netflix shows, talking to his friends on discord.
Why the fuck shouldn't I hate him? I tried, he didn't, I'm globally laughed at, the work I tried was for fucking nothing. I believed the redpill before I was blackpilled. When Hamza said self improvement works, you can make 10k a month, I believed him, I thought I could get recognition and praise if I worked hard but it didn't do shit.
Recently I've developed a gore addiction and have been using gore subreddits, watchpeopledie. tv, and kaotic and I can't help but hate the world and society. It makes me a bad person but I probably do fucking hate my little brother because he got the social validation whilst he plays video games, I tried and it meant jackshit.
I view happiness as a cope. I hate my life, I hate society, I hate the world and I hate my little brother.
Listening to the people on discord who mass pinged me to go on that call 4 months ago was single handledly the worst decision of my life. I acknoledge that. Every day of living is shit so I refuse to pretend to be happy, smile, laugh, etc. It's pointless because I'm a truecel and a viral lolcow.
Genetics prevented me from having a normal life. I couldn't "be an example" for my brother so he should look for someone else. I truthfully despise my younger brother and the world. That makes me a piece of shit but the world is shit. It's probably for the best if we're distant.
Happiness is delusion if society is hell. I ruined my life 4 months ago by going on that call when the people on discord mass pinged me to. I accept my life will never be normal and I'm better off adapting then living in delusion. It feels hard to do, but I probably will cut off my family later down the line.