
Danish_Retard
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His little sister (~2 years younger) looked at me like I was a pile of garbage and then wouldn't look at me when we sat beside each other for dinner. Barely acknowledged my existence.
As children all three of us used to play together. Used to talk a lot to her, such a massive difference in only a couple of years.
Now that I've lost 40kg and learned to mask my autism she will talk to me, acknowledge me and smile at me. Yet seeing her only makes me feel the resentment, pain and confusion from all of those years ago. It became too deeply embedded in my psyche.
The same is true for all women in a general sense, they all make me remember the looks I used to get, the treatment I used to get. Let this story remind you that the blackpill reigns supreme, looks are everything. And I am scared of remembering because of it.
Inspired by @Bonesbonesbonesbone thread™
As children all three of us used to play together. Used to talk a lot to her, such a massive difference in only a couple of years.
Now that I've lost 40kg and learned to mask my autism she will talk to me, acknowledge me and smile at me. Yet seeing her only makes me feel the resentment, pain and confusion from all of those years ago. It became too deeply embedded in my psyche.
The same is true for all women in a general sense, they all make me remember the looks I used to get, the treatment I used to get. Let this story remind you that the blackpill reigns supreme, looks are everything. And I am scared of remembering because of it.

Inspired by @Bonesbonesbonesbone thread™