Cardiologyscribe
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That made me feel memorably bad about myself:
#3 - Once I was getting my haircut and the barber had a great hairline, hyoid bone position, mandible, nose, lips, forearms.... as I looked at him in the mirror cutting my hair I could not help but compare myself to him. I felt like complete shit. ‘Twas a brutal mog indeed.
#2 - Once at Cracker Barrel, about 3 years ago now, I was there with my now ex. For whatever reason striking giga chads were all around. You could tell it put us both in a REALLY bad mood comparing ourselves to the alphas of society. it made me feel so inadequate (I am not an incel just average but still put me in a self loathing mood for atleast the rest of the week, maybe subtly for my entire life (until facial surgery fixes that)
#1 - When I rushed a high-tier frat (at my school they have the craziest parties and the nicest frat mansion) I actually got a bid but couldn’t do it because I am on the ***** team which already takes a lot of time and frats are frowned upon because “the team should be your first priority”. We have crazy parties of our own - there was a fivesome in the open that literally any member could join if the wanted to last week. And I just have better relationships with my teammates bonding over genuine athleticism and not feeling superficial like on the TV gameshow Survivor - which is exactly what rushing felt like. But some of these fiji bros really mogged me facially and in NTness. Low key felt inferior in their presence. I only counted 4 brothers who I thought where facially less attractive than me. Doesn’t feel good to have only “marginally made the cut”
The real reason I even rushed was just to prove I could. That I was at least good “enough” and NT “enough” if I wasn’t I would have been completely ruined.
#3 - Once I was getting my haircut and the barber had a great hairline, hyoid bone position, mandible, nose, lips, forearms.... as I looked at him in the mirror cutting my hair I could not help but compare myself to him. I felt like complete shit. ‘Twas a brutal mog indeed.
#2 - Once at Cracker Barrel, about 3 years ago now, I was there with my now ex. For whatever reason striking giga chads were all around. You could tell it put us both in a REALLY bad mood comparing ourselves to the alphas of society. it made me feel so inadequate (I am not an incel just average but still put me in a self loathing mood for atleast the rest of the week, maybe subtly for my entire life (until facial surgery fixes that)
#1 - When I rushed a high-tier frat (at my school they have the craziest parties and the nicest frat mansion) I actually got a bid but couldn’t do it because I am on the ***** team which already takes a lot of time and frats are frowned upon because “the team should be your first priority”. We have crazy parties of our own - there was a fivesome in the open that literally any member could join if the wanted to last week. And I just have better relationships with my teammates bonding over genuine athleticism and not feeling superficial like on the TV gameshow Survivor - which is exactly what rushing felt like. But some of these fiji bros really mogged me facially and in NTness. Low key felt inferior in their presence. I only counted 4 brothers who I thought where facially less attractive than me. Doesn’t feel good to have only “marginally made the cut”
The real reason I even rushed was just to prove I could. That I was at least good “enough” and NT “enough” if I wasn’t I would have been completely ruined.
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