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Immanuel
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I have developed crippling social anxiety, which I suppose isn’t that awful because I have friends who don’t make me feel uncomfortable (and more importantly who I don’t make uncomfortable...)
And on the other hand I have a strong urge to retreat and just no longer exist. I guess the two issues are related, but I just can’t accept the way the world is. Why do I have to constantly apologise for my existence when I never asked for it? Why does me looking a certain way define who I can be?
I’ve looksmaxed (skinmaxxed and effortmaxxed mainly) a lot recently and I’ve noticed things that make me feel sick. As cliche as it is I simply hate the world. But I don’t want to die, I’m pretty much the only thing I like about the world, my experiences that don’t relate to people. Life ended for me when I took that blackpill.
And on the other hand I have a strong urge to retreat and just no longer exist. I guess the two issues are related, but I just can’t accept the way the world is. Why do I have to constantly apologise for my existence when I never asked for it? Why does me looking a certain way define who I can be?
I’ve looksmaxed (skinmaxxed and effortmaxxed mainly) a lot recently and I’ve noticed things that make me feel sick. As cliche as it is I simply hate the world. But I don’t want to die, I’m pretty much the only thing I like about the world, my experiences that don’t relate to people. Life ended for me when I took that blackpill.