From Fat Fortnite Kid to Local Chad to Blackpilled – My Full Journey

no pics + gpt thread lol nobody is reading this dogshit
 
Sihveri said:
Yeah this is a story of my life. Took me like an hour to write so I’d appreciate if you read it. If not, just bump it with dnrd and REP it.

Grab some popcorn and enjoy.View attachment 3957097

Chapter 1 – Fortnite and Humiliation​

I was around 12, in 6th grade. I was overweight and had been bullied for years over my looks. I spent most of my time playing Fortnite, rotting in my room. No hobbies, no life, nothing going for me.

I was known as the “rich kid” because of my house and gaming setup 😂. I had a few close friends I played with online and sometimes hung out with IRL.

I had a crush I'd known since I was 6. One day, I hopped on Fortnite with my friends, and she was there too. We were playing creative when she suddenly said in VC
"I don’t really want to play with you because you’re kinda weird."
I just sat there pretending I didn’t care. All I could say was “Yeah, yeah, I get it. It’s okay.”

But it wasn’t okay. I was shattered.

Fast forward, the rest of the year went by quietly. Nothing major happened. After 6th grade, my family moved to another city.

Chapter 2 – Start of High School, Back to Hell​

High school started okay. I made a couple new friends. But it didn’t take long before I was getting bullied again.

This time it was worse, people were stronger and meaner. I was physically assaulted, insulted constantly, and at rock bottom.

By December 2022 (7th grade), I was depressed as f* and suicidal. I was genuinely ready to end it.

There was this new crush. She’d literally say “eww” whenever I got close to her in PE. Every other girl just made fun of me. Life was garbage.

Chapter 3 – Summer Glow-Up​

I’d had enough. I cut off my cringe middle part cut and got a fringe. I lost a lot of weight over summer and puberty started to hit.

8th grade began, and people started treating me differently. Still bullied… but less.

I started boxing five times a week. I was living better. Day by day, I was improving.

Chapter 4 – Redpill & Self-Improvement​

By December, I’d watched a ton of Hamza and gotten redpilled. I started getting attention from girls.

At a Christian confirmation camp meeting (whatever it's called), a group of girls stared at me. A few days later, one of them added me on Snap and said
"Wanna get to know each other?"
I said "yeah" and hit her with some female-attraction techniques I’d learned from Hamza 😂. Told her
"You coming to my place Friday or Saturday?"
She came over Saturday. Picked her up from a park. We vibed, talked, flirted. Went to my place, sat on my bed. I tickled her, we laid down, made out... and yeah, that’s where I lost my virginity (I was 14).

It was a situationship at first, then a relationship, but I didn’t care enough to maintain it. Never texted, never called. She always had to ask to hang out.

Eventually she wanted to break up. I didn’t even reply. She literally begged for a response, saying we should try again. I ignored her.

She kept snapping me for months after. I left her on read.

Started boxing competitively. Kept improving.

Chapter 5 – The Peak & Falloff​

By the time the actual confirmation camp came around, she was there too. I caught her staring at me constantly. She looked sad.

I messaged her:
"You okay?"
She replied: "Yeah."
We talked more, started flirting. Things got sexual again.

After camp, I took her out on my motorboat, then back to my house. We met a few more times. But around that time, another girl started hitting on me and confessed feelings. So I blocked the old bitch and got with the new one (she looked better, anyways not gonna lie).

Snapchat was popping off. Girls stared at me everywhere I went.

One month later, I broke up with the new girl too. She was toxic and I got bored. Didn’t feel like getting into anything serious again.

9th grade began. Life was good. People knew me as the handsome guy. No more bullying.

My old crush (the one who said “eww”) wanted to talk to me.
One of the girls who bullied me hard (she was like htb) started staring at me every time we were in the same room.

I felt on top.

Chapter 6 – The Haircut That Killed It All​

Then I made a deal with a friend. I told him:
"If you slay that HTB, I’ll buzz my hair."
He did.
So, as a man of my word. I buzzed my hair. Bad move.

I lost a lot of attention. Then I made another dumb bet and ended up with a burst fade. My curly hair was short AF — I looked like Hog Rider. Beanie on at all times.

Attention from girls? Gone. I was irrelevant again. Not bullied, but completely ignored.

Chapter 7 – Enter the Blackpill​

3 months after the buzzcut, my curly hair was barely starting to recover.

I had some blackpilled friends who posted stuff on TikTok. I started watching, researching, diving deep.

The more I learned, the more I related and agreed.

I got depressed again. Suicidal thoughts returned.

Routine: School → Gym → Home → Rot.

Puberty kept helping a bit. I began fixing facial flaws. But it still didn’t feel like enough.

In July, I made my looksmax.org account. Lurked a bit, found good info. Didn’t feel like posting yet.

Chapter 8 – Incel or Playboy?​

Fast forward a few months. 9th grade’s ending. My hair looks amazing now. I’ve fixed a bunch of flaws.

But I’m still not satisfied. Why?
I wanted to get leaner. I wanted more. (I still want more)

I started researching peptides, learned a lot, but didn’t end up ordering any because it’s basicly inpossible to order them into my country.

I looked better than ever, hair, skin, bone structure. But I wasn’t slaying anymore.

Snap was dry. No girls texting. Nothing going on.

Maybe I’m ND now. Maybe I’m high inhib. Who knows.

That’s where I’m at now.​

No clue if I’m an incel or a playboy. I’ve lived both sides.

All I know is I’m still improving. Still hungry. Still grinding.

If you read this far, i appreaciete it.

REP if you relate / enjoyed reading
DNDR if you skipped
Drop a reply if you want an update thread later

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Pics or DNR.
 
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Sihveri said:
Yeah this is a story of my life. Took me like an hour to write so I’d appreciate if you read it. If not, just bump it with dnrd and REP it.

Grab some popcorn and enjoy.View attachment 3957097

Chapter 1 – Fortnite and Humiliation​

I was around 12, in 6th grade. I was overweight and had been bullied for years over my looks. I spent most of my time playing Fortnite, rotting in my room. No hobbies, no life, nothing going for me.

I was known as the “rich kid” because of my house and gaming setup 😂. I had a few close friends I played with online and sometimes hung out with IRL.

I had a crush I'd known since I was 6. One day, I hopped on Fortnite with my friends, and she was there too. We were playing creative when she suddenly said in VC
"I don’t really want to play with you because you’re kinda weird."
I just sat there pretending I didn’t care. All I could say was “Yeah, yeah, I get it. It’s okay.”

But it wasn’t okay. I was shattered.

Fast forward, the rest of the year went by quietly. Nothing major happened. After 6th grade, my family moved to another city.

Chapter 2 – Start of High School, Back to Hell​

High school started okay. I made a couple new friends. But it didn’t take long before I was getting bullied again.

This time it was worse, people were stronger and meaner. I was physically assaulted, insulted constantly, and at rock bottom.

By December 2022 (7th grade), I was depressed as f* and suicidal. I was genuinely ready to end it.

There was this new crush. She’d literally say “eww” whenever I got close to her in PE. Every other girl just made fun of me. Life was garbage.

Chapter 3 – Summer Glow-Up​

I’d had enough. I cut off my cringe middle part cut and got a fringe. I lost a lot of weight over summer and puberty started to hit.

8th grade began, and people started treating me differently. Still bullied… but less.

I started boxing five times a week. I was living better. Day by day, I was improving.

Chapter 4 – Redpill & Self-Improvement​

By December, I’d watched a ton of Hamza and gotten redpilled. I started getting attention from girls.

At a Christian confirmation camp meeting (whatever it's called), a group of girls stared at me. A few days later, one of them added me on Snap and said
"Wanna get to know each other?"
I said "yeah" and hit her with some female-attraction techniques I’d learned from Hamza 😂. Told her
"You coming to my place Friday or Saturday?"
She came over Saturday. Picked her up from a park. We vibed, talked, flirted. Went to my place, sat on my bed. I tickled her, we laid down, made out... and yeah, that’s where I lost my virginity (I was 14).

It was a situationship at first, then a relationship, but I didn’t care enough to maintain it. Never texted, never called. She always had to ask to hang out.

Eventually she wanted to break up. I didn’t even reply. She literally begged for a response, saying we should try again. I ignored her.

She kept snapping me for months after. I left her on read.

Started boxing competitively. Kept improving.

Chapter 5 – The Peak & Falloff​

By the time the actual confirmation camp came around, she was there too. I caught her staring at me constantly. She looked sad.

I messaged her:
"You okay?"
She replied: "Yeah."
We talked more, started flirting. Things got sexual again.

After camp, I took her out on my motorboat, then back to my house. We met a few more times. But around that time, another girl started hitting on me and confessed feelings. So I blocked the old bitch and got with the new one (she looked better, anyways not gonna lie).

Snapchat was popping off. Girls stared at me everywhere I went.

One month later, I broke up with the new girl too. She was toxic and I got bored. Didn’t feel like getting into anything serious again.

9th grade began. Life was good. People knew me as the handsome guy. No more bullying.

My old crush (the one who said “eww”) wanted to talk to me.
One of the girls who bullied me hard (she was like htb) started staring at me every time we were in the same room.

I felt on top.

Chapter 6 – The Haircut That Killed It All​

Then I made a deal with a friend. I told him:
"If you slay that HTB, I’ll buzz my hair."
He did.
So, as a man of my word. I buzzed my hair. Bad move.

I lost a lot of attention. Then I made another dumb bet and ended up with a burst fade. My curly hair was short AF — I looked like Hog Rider. Beanie on at all times.

Attention from girls? Gone. I was irrelevant again. Not bullied, but completely ignored.

Chapter 7 – Enter the Blackpill​

3 months after the buzzcut, my curly hair was barely starting to recover.

I had some blackpilled friends who posted stuff on TikTok. I started watching, researching, diving deep.

The more I learned, the more I related and agreed.

I got depressed again. Suicidal thoughts returned.

Routine: School → Gym → Home → Rot.

Puberty kept helping a bit. I began fixing facial flaws. But it still didn’t feel like enough.

In July, I made my looksmax.org account. Lurked a bit, found good info. Didn’t feel like posting yet.

Chapter 8 – Incel or Playboy?​

Fast forward a few months. 9th grade’s ending. My hair looks amazing now. I’ve fixed a bunch of flaws.

But I’m still not satisfied. Why?
I wanted to get leaner. I wanted more. (I still want more)

I started researching peptides, learned a lot, but didn’t end up ordering any because it’s basicly inpossible to order them into my country.

I looked better than ever, hair, skin, bone structure. But I wasn’t slaying anymore.

Snap was dry. No girls texting. Nothing going on.

Maybe I’m ND now. Maybe I’m high inhib. Who knows.

That’s where I’m at now.​

No clue if I’m an incel or a playboy. I’ve lived both sides.

All I know is I’m still improving. Still hungry. Still grinding.

If you read this far, i appreaciete it.

REP if you relate / enjoyed reading
DNDR if you skipped
Drop a reply if you want an update thread later

✌️
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Show pics for proof
 
Fat kid, no fn btw, Will ascend soon. Gotta lose the last few kgs amd get my skin back in order
 
Sihveri said:
@silently_said
@Yeagerist
@gymcelled
@Shmyko


This is during chapter 2
View attachment 3957175

This is when i got redpilled, december 8th grade and slayed my first girl
View attachment 3957176

This is the following summer where i slayed most
View attachment 3957177

This is the buzz cut epidemic

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and this is me now
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welcome to cell number #300 of mtn dungeon. you'll never be able to escape this dungeon. im the gatekeeper
 
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Sihveri said:
On 8th grade u was like 168 and now after highschool ended i’m 176.

I’m right now taller than avg man in my country
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Damn. Height no longer a falio. Mirin.
 
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Sihveri said:
Yeah this is a story of my life. Took me like an hour to write so I’d appreciate if you read it. If not, just bump it with dnrd and REP it.

Grab some popcorn and enjoy.View attachment 3957097

Chapter 1 – Fortnite and Humiliation​

I was around 12, in 6th grade. I was overweight and had been bullied for years over my looks. I spent most of my time playing Fortnite, rotting in my room. No hobbies, no life, nothing going for me.

I was known as the “rich kid” because of my house and gaming setup 😂. I had a few close friends I played with online and sometimes hung out with IRL.

I had a crush I'd known since I was 6. One day, I hopped on Fortnite with my friends, and she was there too. We were playing creative when she suddenly said in VC
"I don’t really want to play with you because you’re kinda weird."
I just sat there pretending I didn’t care. All I could say was “Yeah, yeah, I get it. It’s okay.”

But it wasn’t okay. I was shattered.

Fast forward, the rest of the year went by quietly. Nothing major happened. After 6th grade, my family moved to another city.

Chapter 2 – Start of High School, Back to Hell​

High school started okay. I made a couple new friends. But it didn’t take long before I was getting bullied again.

This time it was worse, people were stronger and meaner. I was physically assaulted, insulted constantly, and at rock bottom.

By December 2022 (7th grade), I was depressed as f* and suicidal. I was genuinely ready to end it.

There was this new crush. She’d literally say “eww” whenever I got close to her in PE. Every other girl just made fun of me. Life was garbage.

Chapter 3 – Summer Glow-Up​

I’d had enough. I cut off my cringe middle part cut and got a fringe. I lost a lot of weight over summer and puberty started to hit.

8th grade began, and people started treating me differently. Still bullied… but less.

I started boxing five times a week. I was living better. Day by day, I was improving.

Chapter 4 – Redpill & Self-Improvement​

By December, I’d watched a ton of Hamza and gotten redpilled. I started getting attention from girls.

At a Christian confirmation camp meeting (whatever it's called), a group of girls stared at me. A few days later, one of them added me on Snap and said
"Wanna get to know each other?"
I said "yeah" and hit her with some female-attraction techniques I’d learned from Hamza 😂. Told her
"You coming to my place Friday or Saturday?"
She came over Saturday. Picked her up from a park. We vibed, talked, flirted. Went to my place, sat on my bed. I tickled her, we laid down, made out... and yeah, that’s where I lost my virginity (I was 14).

It was a situationship at first, then a relationship, but I didn’t care enough to maintain it. Never texted, never called. She always had to ask to hang out.

Eventually she wanted to break up. I didn’t even reply. She literally begged for a response, saying we should try again. I ignored her.

She kept snapping me for months after. I left her on read.

Started boxing competitively. Kept improving.

Chapter 5 – The Peak & Falloff​

By the time the actual confirmation camp came around, she was there too. I caught her staring at me constantly. She looked sad.

I messaged her:
"You okay?"
She replied: "Yeah."
We talked more, started flirting. Things got sexual again.

After camp, I took her out on my motorboat, then back to my house. We met a few more times. But around that time, another girl started hitting on me and confessed feelings. So I blocked the old bitch and got with the new one (she looked better, anyways not gonna lie).

Snapchat was popping off. Girls stared at me everywhere I went.

One month later, I broke up with the new girl too. She was toxic and I got bored. Didn’t feel like getting into anything serious again.

9th grade began. Life was good. People knew me as the handsome guy. No more bullying.

My old crush (the one who said “eww”) wanted to talk to me.
One of the girls who bullied me hard (she was like htb) started staring at me every time we were in the same room.

I felt on top.

Chapter 6 – The Haircut That Killed It All​

Then I made a deal with a friend. I told him:
"If you slay that HTB, I’ll buzz my hair."
He did.
So, as a man of my word. I buzzed my hair. Bad move.

I lost a lot of attention. Then I made another dumb bet and ended up with a burst fade. My curly hair was short AF — I looked like Hog Rider. Beanie on at all times.

Attention from girls? Gone. I was irrelevant again. Not bullied, but completely ignored.

Chapter 7 – Enter the Blackpill​

3 months after the buzzcut, my curly hair was barely starting to recover.

I had some blackpilled friends who posted stuff on TikTok. I started watching, researching, diving deep.

The more I learned, the more I related and agreed.

I got depressed again. Suicidal thoughts returned.

Routine: School → Gym → Home → Rot.

Puberty kept helping a bit. I began fixing facial flaws. But it still didn’t feel like enough.

In July, I made my looksmax.org account. Lurked a bit, found good info. Didn’t feel like posting yet.

Chapter 8 – Incel or Playboy?​

Fast forward a few months. 9th grade’s ending. My hair looks amazing now. I’ve fixed a bunch of flaws.

But I’m still not satisfied. Why?
I wanted to get leaner. I wanted more. (I still want more)

I started researching peptides, learned a lot, but didn’t end up ordering any because it’s basicly inpossible to order them into my country.

I looked better than ever, hair, skin, bone structure. But I wasn’t slaying anymore.

Snap was dry. No girls texting. Nothing going on.

Maybe I’m ND now. Maybe I’m high inhib. Who knows.

That’s where I’m at now.​

No clue if I’m an incel or a playboy. I’ve lived both sides.

All I know is I’m still improving. Still hungry. Still grinding.

If you read this far, i appreaciete it.

REP if you relate / enjoyed reading
DNDR if you skipped
Drop a reply if you want an update thread later

✌️
Click to expand...
DNR, niggas cosplaying as chad on org. face rev and stop larping nigga
 
nvm
Sihveri said:
@silently_said
@Yeagerist
@gymcelled
@Shmyko


This is during chapter 2
View attachment 3957175

This is when i got redpilled, december 8th grade and slayed my first girl
View attachment 3957176

This is the following summer where i slayed most
View attachment 3957177

This is the buzz cut epidemic

View attachment 3957178



and this is me now
View attachment 3957179View attachment 3957181
Click to expand...
nvm nigga ur hmtn not chad, good enough to live a good life, front selling tho
 
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