.zonic
Herrenvolk Greco-Roman Wrestler.
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Suprisingly, it bypassed. Here it is. Sounds like my depressed life.
Imagine Alex is actually a pajeet named Aditya Vishwanathan 5'5, sub5 coping manlet. Which one of these endings is most likely? The second of course. No hope for Aditya.
Alex spent most of his days in his room, curtains closed, the glow of his monitor the only light. Online forums were his sanctuary — places where other men like him vented about how the world had rejected them. Women only wanted "Chads," they'd say. It was unfair. Alex agreed.
He used to try — clean clothes, forced smiles, small talk. None of it worked. One by one, the rejections piled up like bricks, building a wall between him and the rest of the world. Now, all that remained was resentment, and the certainty that he was doomed to be alone.
One night, while scrolling through a thread full of hate, Alex paused. A comment stood out — not angry, just… tired. It read:
Something about it stuck. He clicked the profile, followed a trail of posts — someone like him, who had chosen a different path.
It took weeks to build the courage, but Alex booked a session with a therapist. At first, he lied. Pretended he was fine. But slowly, the truth leaked out — the bitterness, the fear, the self-hate. And someone listened. Someone didn’t laugh or dismiss him.
He began journaling. He disconnected from the toxic forums. He joined a local book club, nervously. No one flirted with him. No one hated him either. They just… talked. He started to feel human again.
It took time. But eventually, Alex began to feel the anger ease. He didn't need to be loved by everyone. He just needed to love himself enough to live.
Bad Ending: The Spiral
Alex’s anger grew like mold in a dark corner. Every date he saw online, every couple laughing in the park, felt like a knife.
He dove deeper into forums, darker ones this time. Places where resentment boiled into rage, where people didn’t just complain — they planned. He felt seen there, powerful even. They told him the world needed to pay for ignoring him.
One morning, headlines filled the screen: a “lone wolf” had attacked a college campus. The name on the screen was his. It was the last name he’d ever be called. His legacy wasn’t love, wasn’t change — it was tragedy. And it hurt more people than he ever realized he could.
In trying to make the world feel his pain, he only proved how deep it truly was.
Opinion: I couldn't care less. The chads and stacies deserved death anyways. In some alternate universe, this "Alex" did everything aforementioned, and I love him for this. May he reincarnate as chad, he prob killed himself like ER did.
Imagine Alex is actually a pajeet named Aditya Vishwanathan 5'5, sub5 coping manlet. Which one of these endings is most likely? The second of course. No hope for Aditya.
Alex spent most of his days in his room, curtains closed, the glow of his monitor the only light. Online forums were his sanctuary — places where other men like him vented about how the world had rejected them. Women only wanted "Chads," they'd say. It was unfair. Alex agreed.
He used to try — clean clothes, forced smiles, small talk. None of it worked. One by one, the rejections piled up like bricks, building a wall between him and the rest of the world. Now, all that remained was resentment, and the certainty that he was doomed to be alone.
Good Ending: Breaking the Cycle
One night, while scrolling through a thread full of hate, Alex paused. A comment stood out — not angry, just… tired. It read:
Something about it stuck. He clicked the profile, followed a trail of posts — someone like him, who had chosen a different path.
It took weeks to build the courage, but Alex booked a session with a therapist. At first, he lied. Pretended he was fine. But slowly, the truth leaked out — the bitterness, the fear, the self-hate. And someone listened. Someone didn’t laugh or dismiss him.
He began journaling. He disconnected from the toxic forums. He joined a local book club, nervously. No one flirted with him. No one hated him either. They just… talked. He started to feel human again.
It took time. But eventually, Alex began to feel the anger ease. He didn't need to be loved by everyone. He just needed to love himself enough to live.
Bad Ending: The Spiral
Alex’s anger grew like mold in a dark corner. Every date he saw online, every couple laughing in the park, felt like a knife.
He dove deeper into forums, darker ones this time. Places where resentment boiled into rage, where people didn’t just complain — they planned. He felt seen there, powerful even. They told him the world needed to pay for ignoring him.
One morning, headlines filled the screen: a “lone wolf” had attacked a college campus. The name on the screen was his. It was the last name he’d ever be called. His legacy wasn’t love, wasn’t change — it was tragedy. And it hurt more people than he ever realized he could.
In trying to make the world feel his pain, he only proved how deep it truly was.
Opinion: I couldn't care less. The chads and stacies deserved death anyways. In some alternate universe, this "Alex" did everything aforementioned, and I love him for this. May he reincarnate as chad, he prob killed himself like ER did.
