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Acquiescence
Iron
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Rant incoming, inb4 dnr + autism
You can do everything right - healthy lifestyle, leanmax, spf and retinoids, dutasteride and minoxidil, botox and co2 laser, even be clean shaven + do laser hair removal for zero beard shadow - and STILL look aged and washed up if you have recession in this region.
As soon as the shield of perfect youthful collagen, elastin, connective tissue, and fat pads degrades juuuuust a little bit, you’re FUCKED - dark, hollow under eyes paired with deepening nasolabial folds are in store for you buddy boyo. Beyond brutal.
When I can manage to get in a good couple nights of sleep + use multiple layers of undereye concealer, it helps mask things a bit, but not by much. All it takes is standing under the right angle of harsh lighting, and the facade instantly crumbles. So you can imagine the brutality when insomnia strikes.
And it’s not just in my head, people who’ve known me for years have literally come up to me and said “damn bro, you’re looking kind of tired today, you aight?” Or “You looked so much younger back then bro (when looking at a photo of me even just 2 years ago JFL)”. Nuclear suifuel right there lads.
Admittedly, I haven’t been perfect in my softmaxxing efforts, but fuck me man, so many dudes I know within my age bracket who live much worse lifestyles than me, and who definitely don’t practice an ounce of preventative aging measures, look much younger and better than me, simply due to good bones and genetics. Maybe I’ll best them in the long run, but who gives af when you’re 50, it matters more NOW. This is why I’ve come to believe softmaxxing is only worth it up to a point, and further optimization past that is a complete waste of time and energy that would be better spent wageslaving for high ROI surgery. Just another genetic determinism, hiroshima nagasaki bp I guess.
There’s no coping with this, I just have to wait it out till I can afford ascension via facial osteotomies and implants + maybe even an early life composite facelift, depending on how favorably the soft tissue re-drapes over the enhanced bone structure. The slow savings grind to get there is so excruciating when you know that every year that passes you by is yet another part of your oh-so-limited prime gone forever. I still try to make the most of my time by enjoying good copes, family, going out with friends to bars and house parties and all that, but the reality is my looks level simply isn’t up to snuff yet, and I’m doomed to be an invisible, discardable jestermaxxing oofy doofy like all the rest, sans serious hardmaxxing.
@Foreverbrad Your advice of wageslaving for surgeries ASAP, starting in your teen years, is god tier. All you youngcels on this form better take heed. Had I learnt all of this shit back when I was 16, perhaps I could have had enough time to prevent this disaster. But now at 23, with high school and college in the rear view window, and so much time and energy wasted on pointless bluepill and redpill side quests I will never get back, the damage is done. At this point I’m simply trying to make the best of a bad situation.
It’s not all bad though. As Saint Rehab Room says, the mog and suffering in life is relative. Living in the first world, not having any major health problems, enjoying a relatively cush lifestyle, and enjoying good copes and platonic relationships makes life tolerable. But knowing just how much better it could all be hurts badly, no matter what you tell yourself to re-frame and cope with losing the genetic lottery.
You can do everything right - healthy lifestyle, leanmax, spf and retinoids, dutasteride and minoxidil, botox and co2 laser, even be clean shaven + do laser hair removal for zero beard shadow - and STILL look aged and washed up if you have recession in this region.
As soon as the shield of perfect youthful collagen, elastin, connective tissue, and fat pads degrades juuuuust a little bit, you’re FUCKED - dark, hollow under eyes paired with deepening nasolabial folds are in store for you buddy boyo. Beyond brutal.
When I can manage to get in a good couple nights of sleep + use multiple layers of undereye concealer, it helps mask things a bit, but not by much. All it takes is standing under the right angle of harsh lighting, and the facade instantly crumbles. So you can imagine the brutality when insomnia strikes.
And it’s not just in my head, people who’ve known me for years have literally come up to me and said “damn bro, you’re looking kind of tired today, you aight?” Or “You looked so much younger back then bro (when looking at a photo of me even just 2 years ago JFL)”. Nuclear suifuel right there lads.
Admittedly, I haven’t been perfect in my softmaxxing efforts, but fuck me man, so many dudes I know within my age bracket who live much worse lifestyles than me, and who definitely don’t practice an ounce of preventative aging measures, look much younger and better than me, simply due to good bones and genetics. Maybe I’ll best them in the long run, but who gives af when you’re 50, it matters more NOW. This is why I’ve come to believe softmaxxing is only worth it up to a point, and further optimization past that is a complete waste of time and energy that would be better spent wageslaving for high ROI surgery. Just another genetic determinism, hiroshima nagasaki bp I guess.
There’s no coping with this, I just have to wait it out till I can afford ascension via facial osteotomies and implants + maybe even an early life composite facelift, depending on how favorably the soft tissue re-drapes over the enhanced bone structure. The slow savings grind to get there is so excruciating when you know that every year that passes you by is yet another part of your oh-so-limited prime gone forever. I still try to make the most of my time by enjoying good copes, family, going out with friends to bars and house parties and all that, but the reality is my looks level simply isn’t up to snuff yet, and I’m doomed to be an invisible, discardable jestermaxxing oofy doofy like all the rest, sans serious hardmaxxing.
@Foreverbrad Your advice of wageslaving for surgeries ASAP, starting in your teen years, is god tier. All you youngcels on this form better take heed. Had I learnt all of this shit back when I was 16, perhaps I could have had enough time to prevent this disaster. But now at 23, with high school and college in the rear view window, and so much time and energy wasted on pointless bluepill and redpill side quests I will never get back, the damage is done. At this point I’m simply trying to make the best of a bad situation.
It’s not all bad though. As Saint Rehab Room says, the mog and suffering in life is relative. Living in the first world, not having any major health problems, enjoying a relatively cush lifestyle, and enjoying good copes and platonic relationships makes life tolerable. But knowing just how much better it could all be hurts badly, no matter what you tell yourself to re-frame and cope with losing the genetic lottery.