CookieGuy
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Hi I’m the site youncel Incel whatever named CookieGuy. I’m kind of a big joke. Let me talk about my life stor. Just gimme a couple minutes. out of your day to listen.
I was born into a household under a specific religion (I won’t specify the name) with a mom, dad, and a sister. My mom was very devout to this religion and was a HTB in her prime. My dad was a sub 5 with schizophrenia and many issues. Going to the past of my parents apparently my mom never was attracted to my dad, which destroys all personality copes instantly. But was with him because she thought he would supply religious support or whatever idk.
However one year when I was 5 was when everything crumbled apart. My dad started pissing himself over the religion being false to his view, and absolutely crashed out, and asked that my mom and us would leave the religion. We were young kids at the time, and mom wasn’t willing to leave the religion. My dad was also quite abusive, but would constantly ask why he got a lack of respect. He doesn’t know the majority of his issues was being a sub5 with mental problems and insecurity.
My mom didn’t believe in divorce. So we ended up living in a broken household where neither of them ever spoke to eachother, and lead my mom mainly raising us, with out father doing absolutely nothing and eating chips and watching baseball while claiming he’s a good father because he betabuxxes at work. My mom was a hard worker but had her flaws.
Growing up young in public school I didn’t have many friends, but I certainly had some, in elementary school I was very autistic but people always wanted to include me in their fun things, and I even had female friends in elementary school as well! I miss those times, when looks don’t matter as much… most of my friends were from the religion our mom was raising us in, and I would hang out with them once in a while and have fun, play games, they would notice I was always trying to get out of physical activity though lol.
Now I will speak about how the BP entered my life. It was about 8th grade I think.
In 8th grade I realized I didn’t have many people talking to me, I was kinda fat too. I would talk to girIs who used to be my friend and they would say I was weirding them out or harassing them, I thought my personality was the issue. Ever guy I knew said I wasn’t funny, or said I was stupid, even if I made very funny jokes. I was always confused. That year I was depressed and a bit suicidal, I would write about my feelings in a google doc, which eventually backfired and got me sent to a hospital. Even my friends in the religion I could always tell they seemed like I was lesser, even though the community was supposed to be accepting and unbiased. I knew at 8th grade even before BP my looks likely played a role, I always noticed my head looked like a round balloon with childlike features.
Years went past. I tried making hanging out with friends. and eventually in 2023 winter, working out was a huge TikTok trend I think, And I felt, hey, maybe if I work out, people will like me more? The brutal thing is I would gain like no muscle even if I ate well, I’d only get skinnier. My “friends” in the religion would congratulate me on what I did. I was still a sub5 tho, I would where this dumb ass ushanka too. I still didn’t fit in with them even when I was skinny and boney. The most brutal things is one of my friends was a 6”3 mixed light skin green eyes chad.
During winter when I lost weight there was a girl who showed heavy interest in me. And we talked for absolutely months, she would claim to be a complete nerd. And she even loved me atleast I thought. I thought I looked good enough to have a girl cuz I thought skinny = good. Couple days later after a month of talking she Super breaks up, doesn’t wanna be friends with me. A few days later I get sent a video of her 69ing with another guy with her on top sucking him… brutal… cucked… and the way I reacted to the video wasn’t great either.
Immediately after I fell under depression, and looksmaxxing was trending. I went to looksmaxxing discord and asked for a rate. My first rate was:
Mid LTN. I was rated mid LTN with the potential for Low MTN. This absolutely CRUSHED MY SOUL. I realized I was ugly! Chopped! Ramshackled! Destroyed.
Around this year also no girIs would talk to me, guys would take me serious either, and I had nobody to talk to at school except for this autistic toddler guy from school.
Let me skip to now 2025: I have very few friends. 2 that I rarely see. My parents are getting a divorce. I wear a tight hoodie to hide myself every day. I lay down and rot playing games. My mom and dad see me as a failure. And I got friendzoned by someone I didn’t even rlly like much……..
That’s my blackpill story.. sucks
I was born into a household under a specific religion (I won’t specify the name) with a mom, dad, and a sister. My mom was very devout to this religion and was a HTB in her prime. My dad was a sub 5 with schizophrenia and many issues. Going to the past of my parents apparently my mom never was attracted to my dad, which destroys all personality copes instantly. But was with him because she thought he would supply religious support or whatever idk.
However one year when I was 5 was when everything crumbled apart. My dad started pissing himself over the religion being false to his view, and absolutely crashed out, and asked that my mom and us would leave the religion. We were young kids at the time, and mom wasn’t willing to leave the religion. My dad was also quite abusive, but would constantly ask why he got a lack of respect. He doesn’t know the majority of his issues was being a sub5 with mental problems and insecurity.
My mom didn’t believe in divorce. So we ended up living in a broken household where neither of them ever spoke to eachother, and lead my mom mainly raising us, with out father doing absolutely nothing and eating chips and watching baseball while claiming he’s a good father because he betabuxxes at work. My mom was a hard worker but had her flaws.
Growing up young in public school I didn’t have many friends, but I certainly had some, in elementary school I was very autistic but people always wanted to include me in their fun things, and I even had female friends in elementary school as well! I miss those times, when looks don’t matter as much… most of my friends were from the religion our mom was raising us in, and I would hang out with them once in a while and have fun, play games, they would notice I was always trying to get out of physical activity though lol.
Now I will speak about how the BP entered my life. It was about 8th grade I think.
In 8th grade I realized I didn’t have many people talking to me, I was kinda fat too. I would talk to girIs who used to be my friend and they would say I was weirding them out or harassing them, I thought my personality was the issue. Ever guy I knew said I wasn’t funny, or said I was stupid, even if I made very funny jokes. I was always confused. That year I was depressed and a bit suicidal, I would write about my feelings in a google doc, which eventually backfired and got me sent to a hospital. Even my friends in the religion I could always tell they seemed like I was lesser, even though the community was supposed to be accepting and unbiased. I knew at 8th grade even before BP my looks likely played a role, I always noticed my head looked like a round balloon with childlike features.
Years went past. I tried making hanging out with friends. and eventually in 2023 winter, working out was a huge TikTok trend I think, And I felt, hey, maybe if I work out, people will like me more? The brutal thing is I would gain like no muscle even if I ate well, I’d only get skinnier. My “friends” in the religion would congratulate me on what I did. I was still a sub5 tho, I would where this dumb ass ushanka too. I still didn’t fit in with them even when I was skinny and boney. The most brutal things is one of my friends was a 6”3 mixed light skin green eyes chad.
During winter when I lost weight there was a girl who showed heavy interest in me. And we talked for absolutely months, she would claim to be a complete nerd. And she even loved me atleast I thought. I thought I looked good enough to have a girl cuz I thought skinny = good. Couple days later after a month of talking she Super breaks up, doesn’t wanna be friends with me. A few days later I get sent a video of her 69ing with another guy with her on top sucking him… brutal… cucked… and the way I reacted to the video wasn’t great either.
Immediately after I fell under depression, and looksmaxxing was trending. I went to looksmaxxing discord and asked for a rate. My first rate was:
Mid LTN. I was rated mid LTN with the potential for Low MTN. This absolutely CRUSHED MY SOUL. I realized I was ugly! Chopped! Ramshackled! Destroyed.
Around this year also no girIs would talk to me, guys would take me serious either, and I had nobody to talk to at school except for this autistic toddler guy from school.
Let me skip to now 2025: I have very few friends. 2 that I rarely see. My parents are getting a divorce. I wear a tight hoodie to hide myself every day. I lay down and rot playing games. My mom and dad see me as a failure. And I got friendzoned by someone I didn’t even rlly like much……..
That’s my blackpill story.. sucks
