Slavman
Iron
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- Aug 8, 2024
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I’m so tired of being ugly. Every single day I get more and more sick of how people treat me just because of how I look. My opinions don’t matter, my feelings are ignored, and I’m basically invisible.
I’m completely alone. I’ve tried every coping mechanism I can think of, except for the one I’m too scared to mention.
It’s not just my looks. My personality feels empty because I never had the chance to actually build one. As a kid I was never invited to anything, never included. Teachers ridiculed me, classmates avoided me, and if someone new tried talking to me they’d be pressured by others to stay away. So how could I grow into someone social or confident? All I had left was sitting inside playing games. That’s not a personality, it’s just survival.
At this point I feel like my only purpose is to suffer. To be made fun of, to be written off as an “incel,” to be treated as less than human. I do have interests and things I like to talk about beyond just games, but no one cares enough to listen.
I’ve tried. I’ve worked on my communication, my appearance, my social skills — but it all feels like cope. Nothing changes.
Even school isn’t an escape. I can’t focus on grades because I’m always being mocked, sometimes even by teachers. And when I finally snapped and resorted to violence, fighting back against those who tormented me, it only made things worse. Now I’m seen as even more off-putting, another reason for people to avoid me.
I genuinely need help in any kind of way. Suicide would be soon the only option, and why not go out with a bang? (I’m not)
I’m completely alone. I’ve tried every coping mechanism I can think of, except for the one I’m too scared to mention.
It’s not just my looks. My personality feels empty because I never had the chance to actually build one. As a kid I was never invited to anything, never included. Teachers ridiculed me, classmates avoided me, and if someone new tried talking to me they’d be pressured by others to stay away. So how could I grow into someone social or confident? All I had left was sitting inside playing games. That’s not a personality, it’s just survival.
At this point I feel like my only purpose is to suffer. To be made fun of, to be written off as an “incel,” to be treated as less than human. I do have interests and things I like to talk about beyond just games, but no one cares enough to listen.
I’ve tried. I’ve worked on my communication, my appearance, my social skills — but it all feels like cope. Nothing changes.
Even school isn’t an escape. I can’t focus on grades because I’m always being mocked, sometimes even by teachers. And when I finally snapped and resorted to violence, fighting back against those who tormented me, it only made things worse. Now I’m seen as even more off-putting, another reason for people to avoid me.
I genuinely need help in any kind of way. Suicide would be soon the only option, and why not go out with a bang? (I’m not)
