Acromegaly_Chad
Offical Surgery Consultant
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@subhuman incel Dude I just realized it's time for a change in life. Like a really drastic one.
I feel so depressed and deprived of energy. I life alone 5 days a week and have nobody to talk to. My anxiety attacks get worse by the day. The end is coming soon if I don't make a drastic change.
I think I'll move back into my hometown, life with my parents again just for the sake of not being alone. Then I'll focus on a side business while studying and I'll ramp up my efforts to get bimax asap.
I tell you this the day that I can leave the house without feeling ashamed for my jaw, jaw angles or eye area I will probably start crying in the middle of the street in front of everybody. I feel so disconnected from other humans, like there's a shell around me constantly simply because I'm ugly.
I used to have very ambitious career plans. But all I crave for right now is basic human interaction, to feel connected and treated like a normal person.
The blackpill has broken me. I'm a broken man, I've surrendered. I see that life has set its very own limits for every individual, and mine was set by my looks. My mental health is so fucked up that all my other ambitions have vanished, I just want to feel safe and sound again.
I feel so depressed and deprived of energy. I life alone 5 days a week and have nobody to talk to. My anxiety attacks get worse by the day. The end is coming soon if I don't make a drastic change.
I think I'll move back into my hometown, life with my parents again just for the sake of not being alone. Then I'll focus on a side business while studying and I'll ramp up my efforts to get bimax asap.
I tell you this the day that I can leave the house without feeling ashamed for my jaw, jaw angles or eye area I will probably start crying in the middle of the street in front of everybody. I feel so disconnected from other humans, like there's a shell around me constantly simply because I'm ugly.
I used to have very ambitious career plans. But all I crave for right now is basic human interaction, to feel connected and treated like a normal person.
The blackpill has broken me. I'm a broken man, I've surrendered. I see that life has set its very own limits for every individual, and mine was set by my looks. My mental health is so fucked up that all my other ambitions have vanished, I just want to feel safe and sound again.
