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“chadcel”
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Since I’m new here, I don’t want to be considered a fakecel so I might as well tell you all how I swallowed the redpill and eventually the blackpill..
Earlier on in high school (senior now, was a freshman) I was totally in love w this foid who actually cared about who I was. We played shit like smash together all the time and she’s the reason I’m actually good at sex now (and why I have more than one body not including her). We were both sort of obsessed with eachother so our friends outside of us would keep their distance either because of jealousy or disgust rofl
By the time February comes around, I’m going through a wave of depression and I end up treating her like shit (I called her a bitch and pushed her off of me 24/7) but I always apologized like a soyboy cuck afterwards and normally she forgave me
Around this time we were both in some retard group chat with friends of ours who sent memes back and forth. One of my good friends (we’ll call him Dave) was also in this group chat and he added this rando named Mike to it. I thought nothing of it (neither of us knew who he was) but they ended up hitting it off and started talking a little bit outside of the group chat.
A couple of weeks later they’re texting daily and she keeps getting caught doing it. I tell her to chill and that I wasn’t jealous but rather a little bit worried that she isn’t spending as much time with me. She said okay and decided to text him behind my back.
I have a tendency to wake up in the middle of the night. Her parents were chill so I got to sleep over there a lot, which means that I could check her phone while she was sleeping. This night, it was probably the best and worst decision I’ve made in my life.
There are quite literally hours of conversation back and forth giving eachother nicknames and being extremely flirtatious. I was really fucking hurt at this point and I was on the verge of crying. I really thought she was faithful and just had a good mutual friend (because me and Mike talked through the group chat and played pickup basketball from time to time).
The killer for me, however, was towards the end of the conversation. Not only was she FaceTiming him across the room while I fucking slept, she had said this to him as a response and a goodnight message
“I hope you’re just what I need to leave [irl name]
“
At this point, I was overcome with a wave of shitty emotions that I can only describe as true pain. I was angry, depressed, exhausted and generally distraught. I wanted to rope so fucking fast but I realized that it wasn’t the only way out.
I made too much noise in leaving, so she woke up and I told her about what I saw. She begged me not to leave and said “It won’t be a thing if you don’t make it a thing!” but at that point I had already decided that it was over.
I went out to her backyard and I saw her brother lighting a blunt. Me and him were pretty close so I told him about what happens and he was like “yeah, my sisters a crazy bitch. don’t worry about it bro” and this was when I realized that women really don’t deserve to be treated as highly as they are, aka redpill.
I was understandably depressed afterwards, with her spamming my phone telling me to come back and that she’d quit everything for me. However, that wasn’t what I wanted; I wanted to make another woman feel all of the pain I felt in that exact moment...looking back now, though, I realize that was a bit sadistic and that I know I shouldn’t actively try to ruin women’s lives if I want my wellbeing to stay, well, well.
After sitting inside for a week and a half, I finally decided to go out with a few friends and I met a girl (we’ll call her Kate) who I clicked with instantly. She was 4’11, a year my senior, and had massive tits. She gave me her number and we texted and called back and forth for a few days. Next thing I knew, I was at her house, in her pants and fucking the ever loving shit out of her. This was the best I’ve felt in months (since my ex wasn’t nearly as attractive physically, she was just really cool) and unlike my ex, she begged me to cum on her face and in her mouth.
That night, though, she admits to me that she is attached. She told me that she didn’t care what she had to do to keep me around, but that she loved me and wanted to stay together forever.
I realized that this was my chance to finally exact revenge and cause pain equal to the amount I suffered the night I found out my ex was cheating on me. So I did; I told her that I wasn’t ready for a commitment like that and that I was with another girl already. Her response was a very quick “...okay...” and I totally left her on read. I was still a normie at this point so I had no idea that this was a “Chad” move, but I did it and my self-esteem and testosterone skyrocketed, and truth be told, I was talking to another girl.
This girl (we’ll call her Brittany) was on vacation, and just happened to be the cousin of a girl I was already talking to. The girl I was talking to was a prude, so she was interested in me one day and completely uninterested the next; we ended up going to the mall and while the other girl was obviously caught up in materialistic shit, Brittany was showing obvious signs of interest and I realized that I needed to talk to her instead.
Fast forward a few days, we’re making out in the back of her car with RnB music playing and she asks me if I wanted to take it a step further. I said “that’s up to you, you’re the sexy one rn” or something corny like that and she takes a ring off of her finger. I thought nothing of it at the time, but a few minutes later as I’m dogging her, her fucking HUSBAND calls. She told me to ignore it (and I did, because I’m not a total fucking retard) but the dude called every like five minutes and I wasn’t able to finish.
Keep in mind that this girl was 17, and she was from New Hampshire (it’s legal to get married there with both parent’s consent or emancipation) and her husband was in the fucking military. I fucked her another two times before she went back home, and at that time I realized that women really aren’t a good fucking gender.
I started talking to Kate again (keep in mind she was still stuck on me after all of this) and she said that even despite what I said to her that night, she tried another guy and said that he “just didn’t satisfy her” like I did. My point was proven; women are not and can not be monogamous, even if they try to commit to someone else.
Fast forward two years and here I am. I’ve had a couple more bodies since freshman year (I was 5’8 165at the time, im now 5’10 180) but they didn’t stimulate me in the way I thought they would. My ex has tried to come back to me numerous times but I told her to stick with the guy she talked to behind my back.
Ironically, he himself was an incel and sexually abused her, which meant that she, to this day, regrets that decision.
I’ve recently had a lot of free time, so I’ve been researching men’s self-help and personal finances and other dumb shit like that. I came across the concept of TRP (redpill), which lead me to incel subreddits, to incel forums, to heavily researching things like lookism, heightism, etc. and I’ve now found myself here, writing this post.
TL;DR I’m here because I’m redpilled and blackpilled
redpill: unfaithful girlfriend, I treat women like shit
blackpill: all women are the same and will always fall for Chad
Earlier on in high school (senior now, was a freshman) I was totally in love w this foid who actually cared about who I was. We played shit like smash together all the time and she’s the reason I’m actually good at sex now (and why I have more than one body not including her). We were both sort of obsessed with eachother so our friends outside of us would keep their distance either because of jealousy or disgust rofl
By the time February comes around, I’m going through a wave of depression and I end up treating her like shit (I called her a bitch and pushed her off of me 24/7) but I always apologized like a soyboy cuck afterwards and normally she forgave me
Around this time we were both in some retard group chat with friends of ours who sent memes back and forth. One of my good friends (we’ll call him Dave) was also in this group chat and he added this rando named Mike to it. I thought nothing of it (neither of us knew who he was) but they ended up hitting it off and started talking a little bit outside of the group chat.
A couple of weeks later they’re texting daily and she keeps getting caught doing it. I tell her to chill and that I wasn’t jealous but rather a little bit worried that she isn’t spending as much time with me. She said okay and decided to text him behind my back.
I have a tendency to wake up in the middle of the night. Her parents were chill so I got to sleep over there a lot, which means that I could check her phone while she was sleeping. This night, it was probably the best and worst decision I’ve made in my life.
There are quite literally hours of conversation back and forth giving eachother nicknames and being extremely flirtatious. I was really fucking hurt at this point and I was on the verge of crying. I really thought she was faithful and just had a good mutual friend (because me and Mike talked through the group chat and played pickup basketball from time to time).
The killer for me, however, was towards the end of the conversation. Not only was she FaceTiming him across the room while I fucking slept, she had said this to him as a response and a goodnight message
“I hope you’re just what I need to leave [irl name]
“At this point, I was overcome with a wave of shitty emotions that I can only describe as true pain. I was angry, depressed, exhausted and generally distraught. I wanted to rope so fucking fast but I realized that it wasn’t the only way out.
I made too much noise in leaving, so she woke up and I told her about what I saw. She begged me not to leave and said “It won’t be a thing if you don’t make it a thing!” but at that point I had already decided that it was over.
I went out to her backyard and I saw her brother lighting a blunt. Me and him were pretty close so I told him about what happens and he was like “yeah, my sisters a crazy bitch. don’t worry about it bro” and this was when I realized that women really don’t deserve to be treated as highly as they are, aka redpill.
I was understandably depressed afterwards, with her spamming my phone telling me to come back and that she’d quit everything for me. However, that wasn’t what I wanted; I wanted to make another woman feel all of the pain I felt in that exact moment...looking back now, though, I realize that was a bit sadistic and that I know I shouldn’t actively try to ruin women’s lives if I want my wellbeing to stay, well, well.
After sitting inside for a week and a half, I finally decided to go out with a few friends and I met a girl (we’ll call her Kate) who I clicked with instantly. She was 4’11, a year my senior, and had massive tits. She gave me her number and we texted and called back and forth for a few days. Next thing I knew, I was at her house, in her pants and fucking the ever loving shit out of her. This was the best I’ve felt in months (since my ex wasn’t nearly as attractive physically, she was just really cool) and unlike my ex, she begged me to cum on her face and in her mouth.
That night, though, she admits to me that she is attached. She told me that she didn’t care what she had to do to keep me around, but that she loved me and wanted to stay together forever.
I realized that this was my chance to finally exact revenge and cause pain equal to the amount I suffered the night I found out my ex was cheating on me. So I did; I told her that I wasn’t ready for a commitment like that and that I was with another girl already. Her response was a very quick “...okay...” and I totally left her on read. I was still a normie at this point so I had no idea that this was a “Chad” move, but I did it and my self-esteem and testosterone skyrocketed, and truth be told, I was talking to another girl.
This girl (we’ll call her Brittany) was on vacation, and just happened to be the cousin of a girl I was already talking to. The girl I was talking to was a prude, so she was interested in me one day and completely uninterested the next; we ended up going to the mall and while the other girl was obviously caught up in materialistic shit, Brittany was showing obvious signs of interest and I realized that I needed to talk to her instead.
Fast forward a few days, we’re making out in the back of her car with RnB music playing and she asks me if I wanted to take it a step further. I said “that’s up to you, you’re the sexy one rn” or something corny like that and she takes a ring off of her finger. I thought nothing of it at the time, but a few minutes later as I’m dogging her, her fucking HUSBAND calls. She told me to ignore it (and I did, because I’m not a total fucking retard) but the dude called every like five minutes and I wasn’t able to finish.
Keep in mind that this girl was 17, and she was from New Hampshire (it’s legal to get married there with both parent’s consent or emancipation) and her husband was in the fucking military. I fucked her another two times before she went back home, and at that time I realized that women really aren’t a good fucking gender.
I started talking to Kate again (keep in mind she was still stuck on me after all of this) and she said that even despite what I said to her that night, she tried another guy and said that he “just didn’t satisfy her” like I did. My point was proven; women are not and can not be monogamous, even if they try to commit to someone else.
Fast forward two years and here I am. I’ve had a couple more bodies since freshman year (I was 5’8 165at the time, im now 5’10 180) but they didn’t stimulate me in the way I thought they would. My ex has tried to come back to me numerous times but I told her to stick with the guy she talked to behind my back.
Ironically, he himself was an incel and sexually abused her, which meant that she, to this day, regrets that decision.
I’ve recently had a lot of free time, so I’ve been researching men’s self-help and personal finances and other dumb shit like that. I came across the concept of TRP (redpill), which lead me to incel subreddits, to incel forums, to heavily researching things like lookism, heightism, etc. and I’ve now found myself here, writing this post.
TL;DR I’m here because I’m redpilled and blackpilled
redpill: unfaithful girlfriend, I treat women like shit
blackpill: all women are the same and will always fall for Chad
