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Date/Pseudo-Incel Guy here. This is gonna be long and rambling, but I have to tell you a story: When I asked my girlfriend out, I was drunk, really stoned and terribly depressed - my drug-abuse of course only made it worse, but I didn't see that. I felt like I stood with my back to a wall, so I thought about it: I could either have given in to selfhatred fueled delusions and become an incel, or asked my crush out, because I had the lingering hope that she had a crush on me, too. I luckily did the latter and, after half a year, now I am writing this, laying in bedsheets that smell of her... A few minutes ago, I decided to visit r/braincel to look what these guys are up to, and I realized what a bullet I dodged: In a metaphorical way, I am my own Neo right now.

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