
romanstock
35 yr old virgin
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2 years here. Never met anyone, no shared memories. Just the memories of me the omega walking through nature trails and rotting in my apartment. That's how it always is for me. Anyone else would have shared memories of people they met and loved in town. Not me. Was I genetically predisposed to this, to always being alone? That doesn't make much sense, we've been a pack animal for a long time now. Being the youngest of 4 kids, having an older brother constantly bullying me, a narcissistic father always over talking me so i never found my voice. My tribe ejected me early on. The youngest of the brood was always the least likely to survive. People always understood that, which is why the oldest inherited all.
Here I walk Australia, clearly a genetically superior being to the aboriginals, I could kill them all and take this land with other whites in a pack.. but in this state? As an ejected lone omega? Despite my genetic upgrades compared to them, after enduring the great struggles of the ice age, the group of abos would kill me off easily. I'm reduced to being unable to compete with any animal that evolved intelligently to form packs. I'll die soon and be reduced to bacteria to start all over again. Completely nullified. Could I have changed that? Not really.
Life is struggle. Animals don't even think about it, they all struggle. Although a lot of them lay about a lot. The more they lay about, the less likely they'll overcome the struggle to breed and progress to the next stage. I faced the struggle for 4 years: wageslaving and trying to socialise. As a genetically inferior being, I couldn't overcome the struggle. Would I have more chance of breeding and progressing if I had persevered and wageslaved endlessly? The chances increase slightly. But there was no balance. No sign of the slightest chance of breeding success to balance out the struggle of working and perceived purpose and pleasure that helps most normies overcome the struggle. The worst fate possible is to struggle and to never overcome it. A whole life of unhappiness and struggle. I saw that as my future and gave up and decided to just lay about and be mostly NEET instead. I gave up. I could not overcome the Struggle. But at least I avoided the worst fate of perpetual struggle with zero success. I looked ahead, weighed out the odds, and decided to rot and return into a bacterial state instead, because that's the only fate I could perceive for myself anyways. We're not all supposed to progress and succeed.
It is over for me.