Jason Voorhees
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Most guys on here have it way better than I did. They grew up in safe stable first world, good schools, proper healthcare, social safety nets, and parents who had their backs. If they failed they could try again. They had margin for error I didnβt
I came from upper middle class yes but I still had no fallback, no guidance, no structure. People kept tellinf me I was good for nothing. My dad was supportive and the only person I could deoend on but barely around. My mom Overbearing emotionally volatile, always trying to control every move I made I had to fight just to breathe
No early gym, no braces, no skincare, no grooming. I didnβt even know what self-improvement was supposed to look like until way later. I had spent half my life believing I was useless and good for nothing. While some dudes had the glow up by 16, a social circle had their lives sorted out. I was still stuck figuring out how to stop hating the mirror and stop seeing myself as failure. I remember spending days just lieing in bed aboht my bleak future.
People don't realize how difficult it is when you're carrying trauma, insecurity, and isolation on your back while trying to fix your life, and stay sane. Every bit of progress I've made I had fight for it.
I came from upper middle class yes but I still had no fallback, no guidance, no structure. People kept tellinf me I was good for nothing. My dad was supportive and the only person I could deoend on but barely around. My mom Overbearing emotionally volatile, always trying to control every move I made I had to fight just to breathe
No early gym, no braces, no skincare, no grooming. I didnβt even know what self-improvement was supposed to look like until way later. I had spent half my life believing I was useless and good for nothing. While some dudes had the glow up by 16, a social circle had their lives sorted out. I was still stuck figuring out how to stop hating the mirror and stop seeing myself as failure. I remember spending days just lieing in bed aboht my bleak future.
People don't realize how difficult it is when you're carrying trauma, insecurity, and isolation on your back while trying to fix your life, and stay sane. Every bit of progress I've made I had fight for it.
