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Recently I've been thinking to myself about attractiveness and how it influences everyone and their lives. Obviously this is apparent, and likely apparent to anyone on this disgusting website due to almost everyone being blackpilled and many being affected by the sinking feeling it brings to them due to them being ugly. But I feel like most people, or at least I, don't really stop and think about it fully.
If you were biologically attractive, your life would be completely different. Just one example being your personality and how your upbringing affecting it, with attractiveness contributing to a much greater childhood and teenage life. I often stop to consider what it would be like if I were considered a Chad or a model. I wouldn't worry about oncoming looks and gazes, as I would know they are out of admiration and jealousy. I would walk with confidence and have a stride that showed my inner pride. I wouldn't doubt myself when talking to a woman, as I would know I am almost guaranteed her heart and affection. I would not worry about money, food, or any other basic survival needs, as I know I would find some way to have it provided for me. I would be considered charming and mysterious, just by staying silent or isolating myself. I would not ever think of any physical flaws I hold as I would have little to no noticeable ones.
Every thing I do now that would be considered weird would be considered some sort of positive opposite. The strange stims I do, like fidgeting with my belt chain, wouldn't be considered weird or awkward, but be considered something unique and possibly charming. My staring off into space and zoning out would be thought of as deep thought rather than some sort of mental deviation I have. What would be an awkward fumble or awkwardly timed action would contribute to what people perceive as my quirky and funny personality, not a sense of weirdness people look at me with now.
I cannot and never will be able to ever fully understand the life I would hold if I was born with superior genetics. If my parents brought me up healthier. If I was never even born to my parents and instead born to some sort of wealthy family, the opposite of the poor and debt-ridden family I am apart of now. I go on coping with the idea that if I never had flaws, never had issues, I wouldn't be as intelligent and capable as I am now, thinking that my struggles have forged me into something I otherwise would not have achieved. Maybe not physically, but mentally, I sometimes think I am better than the fake and fictional version of myself when it comes to deduction-based reasoning and survival instincts due to having to use and upkeep them as abilities I need in every day life. But this is a flawed idea, as I wouldn't even need those things at all if I was genetically above what I am now.
There is no use for intelligence, survival instincts, pride, drive to succeed, guts, confidence, or any other positive trait if you will always have the thought that gluttonously eats away at your inner mind, telling you that you could be better.
Why would I need to be intelligent if I was the best of the best looks-wise? Why would I need guts or a drive to win? Why would I need to learn "game" and "confidence"? These things would all be unnecessary and futile, because I wouldn't have a need for them. Things would be handed to me on a gold platter and they would feed those things to me with a wave of my hand.
The harsh strike that is the understanding of the fact we only have one life is almost violent to the soul. Every mistake I make, every slip-up, every wrong turn; they all are permanent. Those mistakes are cemented as mistakes, with no redoes or correction. Every mistake is something I can never take back, and it will be an action I could have spent doing something else that would have aided my life more. These things become apparent when you grow up. Mistakes cling to your psyche like a vengeful ghost who only wishes to traumatize you further with your own wrongdoings. No matter how much you improve yourself or win after a mistake, the repercussions that follow it will also be there, even if that mistake was seemingly small and meaningless. You have one life, and that life you have been given comes with the added troubles of disgusting physical flaws.
Life is undoubtingly unfair at it's core. There are people who are worshipped purely for being born the way they were, with others being violently bullied and beaten their whole lives for their physical malformations.
Water thread.
If you were biologically attractive, your life would be completely different. Just one example being your personality and how your upbringing affecting it, with attractiveness contributing to a much greater childhood and teenage life. I often stop to consider what it would be like if I were considered a Chad or a model. I wouldn't worry about oncoming looks and gazes, as I would know they are out of admiration and jealousy. I would walk with confidence and have a stride that showed my inner pride. I wouldn't doubt myself when talking to a woman, as I would know I am almost guaranteed her heart and affection. I would not worry about money, food, or any other basic survival needs, as I know I would find some way to have it provided for me. I would be considered charming and mysterious, just by staying silent or isolating myself. I would not ever think of any physical flaws I hold as I would have little to no noticeable ones.
Every thing I do now that would be considered weird would be considered some sort of positive opposite. The strange stims I do, like fidgeting with my belt chain, wouldn't be considered weird or awkward, but be considered something unique and possibly charming. My staring off into space and zoning out would be thought of as deep thought rather than some sort of mental deviation I have. What would be an awkward fumble or awkwardly timed action would contribute to what people perceive as my quirky and funny personality, not a sense of weirdness people look at me with now.
I cannot and never will be able to ever fully understand the life I would hold if I was born with superior genetics. If my parents brought me up healthier. If I was never even born to my parents and instead born to some sort of wealthy family, the opposite of the poor and debt-ridden family I am apart of now. I go on coping with the idea that if I never had flaws, never had issues, I wouldn't be as intelligent and capable as I am now, thinking that my struggles have forged me into something I otherwise would not have achieved. Maybe not physically, but mentally, I sometimes think I am better than the fake and fictional version of myself when it comes to deduction-based reasoning and survival instincts due to having to use and upkeep them as abilities I need in every day life. But this is a flawed idea, as I wouldn't even need those things at all if I was genetically above what I am now.
There is no use for intelligence, survival instincts, pride, drive to succeed, guts, confidence, or any other positive trait if you will always have the thought that gluttonously eats away at your inner mind, telling you that you could be better.
Why would I need to be intelligent if I was the best of the best looks-wise? Why would I need guts or a drive to win? Why would I need to learn "game" and "confidence"? These things would all be unnecessary and futile, because I wouldn't have a need for them. Things would be handed to me on a gold platter and they would feed those things to me with a wave of my hand.
The harsh strike that is the understanding of the fact we only have one life is almost violent to the soul. Every mistake I make, every slip-up, every wrong turn; they all are permanent. Those mistakes are cemented as mistakes, with no redoes or correction. Every mistake is something I can never take back, and it will be an action I could have spent doing something else that would have aided my life more. These things become apparent when you grow up. Mistakes cling to your psyche like a vengeful ghost who only wishes to traumatize you further with your own wrongdoings. No matter how much you improve yourself or win after a mistake, the repercussions that follow it will also be there, even if that mistake was seemingly small and meaningless. You have one life, and that life you have been given comes with the added troubles of disgusting physical flaws.
Life is undoubtingly unfair at it's core. There are people who are worshipped purely for being born the way they were, with others being violently bullied and beaten their whole lives for their physical malformations.
Water thread.
