IRL Incels

Anyone curious on how hateful Inceldom starts? I know it's likely attributed to teenage power fantasies and rage, but I just don't get how this shit continues into adulthood. I first thought it was like a "if he bullies you he likes you" kind of thing, but as time goes on it doesn't make sense. I don't how grown ass men can hate a fucking gender so much. I'm hoping it's a temporary thing where they'll either grow out of it and start functioning or just give up all together.

I was an incel in my teenage years and still am, but I just don't get the extreme side.
 
Holy shit, put down the bottle and take up sucking dick or something.

That shit read like "Instructions unclear, now have remote jammed in my ass" or something.
I'm not an alcoholic lol. That's just not who I am, I very rarely drink. When I do though I have really poor tolerance and usually vomit after like 4 or 5 drinks. This time I only had two and took a nicotine patch thing and that really fucked me up quickly. Never vomited so hard in my life.
most male virgins who want to have sex, especially the ones in their late teens and early twenties, are just awkward dorks. They'll figure it out
I certainly hope so. I really do. I think inceldom is similar to homelessness in the way that, the longer you stay in the state, the less and less likely you'll ever be to escape it as time goes on. If I don't get laid by the end of this year, which isn't a at all stretch let's be fucking real, then it will be half a decade of being a virgin while not wanting to be one. But I appreciate the optimism. :optimistic:
 
Anyone curious on how hateful Inceldom starts? I know it's likely attributed to teenage power fantasies and rage, but I just don't get how this shit continues into adulthood. I first thought it was like a "if he bullies you he likes you" kind of thing, but as time goes on it doesn't make sense. I don't how grown ass men can hate a fucking gender so much. I'm hoping it's a temporary thing where they'll either grow out of it and start functioning or just give up all together.

I was an incel in my teenage years and still am, but I just don't get the extreme side.
It's sort of a similar thing to certain forms of political radicalization. You vote, you peacefully protest, you go through the proper channels to try to help your cause. After years and years of doing that and nothing changing, what's left except for anger? It feels like the system was set up for you to fail.

Same things with incels. You get told your entire life that if you go to college, get a stable job, take care of your looks, keep approaching women, eventually something will happen. And when it doesn't, you feel cheated and lied to.

Now you may say, well, obviously these incels must be doing SOMETHING wrong. Maybe they didn't really wash their penis like we told them to. Maybe they FEEL like they're working hard at finding a date, but they really aren't. Well, yes. In a lot of cases that's true. But not necessarily every time. Sometimes you can do everything right and still lose. Lack of success does not in itself prove lack of effort.

You may also say that nobody owes them a date/sex/whatever. And of course that's true also. It's still extremely frustrating when everyone around you seems to be successful, sometimes without even trying. Some of the people around you will be proverbial Chads, some will be total losers, but most will probably just be average. And when you look at those people and think "I may not be perfect, but I can't be worse than EVERY SINGLE ONE of those guys, and yet I'm still alone", it can put you in a pretty dark place.
 
Anyone curious on how hateful Inceldom starts? I know it's likely attributed to teenage power fantasies and rage, but I just don't get how this shit continues into adulthood. I first thought it was like a "if he bullies you he likes you" kind of thing, but as time goes on it doesn't make sense. I don't how grown ass men can hate a fucking gender so much. I'm hoping it's a temporary thing where they'll either grow out of it and start functioning or just give up all together.

I was an incel in my teenage years and still am, but I just don't get the extreme side.
Resentment and powerlessness. To be an incel is to fundamentally be of the mindset that you are powerless to influence what you desire most and to also be told that it is a petty desire by your peers. It's a dynamic where you could only ever become deeply cynical as you are preyed upon by charlatans, pitied by most normal people and are preemptively dismissed by the women you desire most. This endless ride of frustration and insecurity will bake itself into your soul and leave you in the same position as any other ineffectual old man you see on the streets who would babble in your ear and it's a bitter existence for someone in their prime to languish in.
 
for reference, i got laid at 14. it's fucking easy if you retards stop making a big deal of it and lower your damn standards if it's such a big deal
Incels see you go home from the bar with the chubby librarian girl then try to mock you in front of your friends the next day, perfectly ignoring they went home and jacked off alone while the chubby librarian fucked you like a greased up weasel and you can barely walk.

Every incel I've ever met had the most trash fire personality I've ever seen, to the point where they'd repel hookers who have starving kids at home.

"Oh, she's a foid..." Well, I'm sure that just greased her gash right up, you fucking weirdo.
"Oh, she's fucking Chad..." Well, yeah, you kind of blurted out you wanted to stick your thumb up her ass while she shits, you fucking weirdo.
"Fucking women are nothing but whores. Even housewives just fuck to pay their bills, just like whores..." Oh, I'm sure that you insulting her, her mother, and every woman throughout history just made her panties drop around her ankles instead of making her pussy slam shut.
"She's probably fucked a dozen guys in the last week!" So wear a condom you fucking sped. You aren't going to find a virgin willing to gobble your cock at the Meat Market Bar & Dance Club, dumbass.

Tell them something like "Look, if you want a nice girl, you gotta go where nice girls hang out and be into things nice girls are into and realize you're gonna have to put a year or two into the relationship before she even lets you see her in her underwear" and they're all "Why do *I* have to put in all the effort and she doesn't have to put in any effort!"

Took me a little while to realize that the reason these guys are incels is they want to be. They want to be fucking victims, they want to snivel and cry and blame their shitty personalities and life choices on "those foids", they want to feel like "No, it is 52% of humanity that is wrong" and blame "Chad" for their problems with shit like "My soulmate is probably fucking Chad right now..."

Which then they went from pathetic to hilarious.
 
go home from the bar with the chubby librarian girl
God fucking damn wouldn't that be nice. I can never forgive socjus for taking fat girls away from me.

But yeah, that's basically the gist. If you're just looking to pick up someone from the bar to get laid, you have to realize where your personality and looks are gonna rank relative to other people. Yeah, Chads get the Staceys - so you either become Chad, or you set your sights lower. Or you do something else, like you fucking kill it at karaoke and have charisma maxed out by religiously throwing yourself onto the stage. Just don't then make my mistake, where you enjoy the performance or the karaoke more than you do picking up women.

The kinds of guys who fume over 'women don't have to do NEAR as much as I do' are the ones who're either going to troon out or cut out the middleman and 41%. You've got the hand you were dealt, play it. Kvetching gets nowhere.
Took me a little while to realize that the reason these guys are incels is they want to be.
It's hard to fully say, honestly. I got laid when I was 14, but I'd say I was a retard with women for close to a decade after that. In some ways I still am, because I get too into the karaoke and completely ignore people sending me signals. OR I DID A YEAR AGO, ANYWAYS. It's a messy process that involves a lot of failing miserably and randomly remembering a really bad pickup attempt you made years in the future and having a laugh about it. There's messages I remember sending, shit I remember doing, and things I said that are embarrassingly retarded, but that's just a part of the process. You can go from winning an impossible scenario to spilling spaghetti on a free-throw.

Lots of guys, especially guys that aren't conventionally attractive or guys that aren't neurotypical, seem to have this thing with not liking that chaos. They think there's, like... tried-and-true methods, that there's a flowchart you follow - that you can speedrun the process, basically. They want to do research, not field work. And this makes them suckers for easy answers. When I was becoming a strapping young lad, it was The Game that every guy was trying to follow, convinced it was the bible of scoring chicks. I'm sure there will be something else after this modern moment of incels; every generation of women and men approach fundamentally different dating scenes and scenarios, so it's obvious to anyone with a brain that there are no cheat codes. Because that binary flag of whether you're a virgin or not HAS to be tripped asap, so you start adopting any easy answer to alleviate feelings of 'failure' rather than realizing that failure's an inbuilt feature of the human existence, and it ain't so bad. And that just builds over the years, all those easy answers - it's like eating nothing but fast food. No good for you.

Ugly guys, autistic guys, dumb guys - whatever it is, the answer's easy. Do you want to get laid? Fix your fucking diet, exercise, and pick up a hobby. Stop playing games all the damn time - read a book, learn to draw, pick up an instrument, learn a language, learn to code, just do something that isn't braindead leisure. Keep your standards realistic. And my personal advice? As soon as you can once this pandemic is over, look for an open mic in your neck of the woods that you're old enough to attend. Get up on that stage, and fucking bomb. Fail miserably. Fail to get a single laugh or a single chuckle. Waste the audience's time completely. Just don't leave the stage - do a full, awful set. It'll be embarrassing and shitty and awful... and yet you'll realize that you're still alive, and none the worse for wear. Now you know what it's like to be the center of attention, doing poorly, and how little it actually affects you to be in that state, viola. I mean, ffs, there are people who make their whole schtick that bad jokes. Their entire act is not being funny. And those people get laid.

You need to do things that actually help you grow a pair if you want someone else to fondle 'em. Rejection won't kill you, and it can make for some funny stories.
OH ALSO EDIT, dating aps are cancer. avoid if possible
 
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God fucking damn wouldn't that be nice. I can never forgive socjus for taking fat girls away from me.
The chubby girl with the neat hobbies willing to go out camping and drive around till 2AM before going to Denny's for coffee for 3 hours is gone, and I feel really bad for them.


But yeah, that's basically the gist. If you're just looking to pick up someone from the bar to get laid, you have to realize where your personality and looks are gonna rank relative to other people. Yeah, Chads get the Staceys - so you either become Chad, or you set your sights lower. Or you do something else, like you fucking kill it at karaoke and have charisma maxed out by religiously throwing yourself onto the stage.
Have a fucking personality helps. What these guys miss is that Chad goes out and does shit. He's got a personality beyond "Rawr, big dick energy" and the incels miss it. Funny thing is, most Chads are more pleasant to be around than the incels. Mr. Incel tells you he doesn't want to go out drinking on your birthday, he wants to stay home and play Super Smash. Six hours later Chad is sitting next to you in the cell going "Wow, she didn't look like no cop. Banging rack though." and the next day is telling the other Chads and the Staceys "So she was all 'You boys want some fun!' and we're like 'How much to see them titties?' and then like 50 cops jumped out of dumpsters and arrested us! It was funnier than hell! Tasers fucking hurt, yo." and everyone laughs.

All every incel I've ever met sees is that Chad supposedly gets all these women with no effort. No learning how to wear expensive clothing or keeping up on styles, no practicing social skills, no busting their ass to earn money for those cars and the drinks and the clothes. Nope, Chad just was born rich and the pussy fairy shows up and hands it all to him.
The kinds of guys who fume over 'women don't have to do NEAR as much as I do' are the ones who're either going to troon out or cut out the middleman and 41%. You've got the hand you were dealt, play it. Kvetching gets nowhere.
And anyone who thinks women don't do anything has never been in a long term relationship or anything like that.

The old joke of the guy getting dressed to go out to dinner and the woman taking 3 hours is based on reality. That's even discounting the fact that any woman you meet, by virtue of being a woman, is someone with years of experience in one of the most cut-throat social groups ever where just the wrong fucking earrings can sink your social status.

What's funny is you have the bitter women who claim the same things as incels about the "Staceys", only out of social jealousy rather than sexual jealousy.
It's a messy process that involves a lot of failing miserably and randomly remembering a really bad pickup attempt you made years in the future and having a laugh about it. There's messages I remember sending, shit I remember doing, and things I said that are embarrassingly retarded, but that's just a part of the process. You can go from winning an impossible scenario to spilling spaghetti on a free-throw.
Oh man, nothing like having your friends tease you about a date that went sideways years down the line. One of my old friends STILL teases me about a date I had where I pushed in the lighter for her to light a cigarette, it popped out, went down her top, and that was the end of that date.

I've also noticed a lot of incels (and femcels) can't seem to handle it when they don't get their way or immediately get what they think they deserve. The slightest setback, the slightest disagreement, is the end of the fucking world for these people. They act like a bad date is the end of the universe, the person they like saying "not tonight, maybe later?" is because that person hates them, shit like that.

And honestly, who wants to be with someone that the slightest setback or disagreement is the end of the world? You can't have a life and a family with someone like that. If every little setback results in a childish tantrum with a side of "the worlds hates me" can you really see being with that person through everything that happens in a relationship? How are they going to act to getting laid off or denied a promotion? How are they going to act when the baby won't sleep for a week straight and you're stumbling around on 2 hours of sleep a night? How are they going to react when the teacher tells them that their kid keeps doing some shit in school that is resulting in them getting teased?

Learning how to deal with failure, rejection, and spinning your wheels is part of life and dating is just a reflection of that.
Lots of guys, especially guys that aren't conventionally attractive or guys that aren't neurotypical, seem to have this thing with not liking that chaos. They think there's, like... tried-and-true methods, that there's a flowchart you follow - that you can speedrun the process, basically. They want to do research, not field work. And this makes them suckers for easy answers. When I was becoming a strapping young lad, it was The Game that every guy was trying to follow, convinced it was the bible of scoring chicks. I'm sure there will be something else after this modern moment of incels; every generation of women and men approach fundamentally different dating scenes and scenarios, so it's obvious to anyone with a brain that there are no cheat codes. Because that binary flag of whether you're a virgin or not HAS to be tripped asap, so you start adopting any easy answer to alleviate feelings of 'failure' rather than realizing that failure's an inbuilt feature of the human existence, and it ain't so bad. And that just builds over the years, all those easy answers - it's like eating nothing but fast food. No good for you.

Ugly guys, autistic guys, dumb guys - whatever it is, the answer's easy. Do you want to get laid? Fix your fucking diet, exercise, and pick up a hobby. Stop playing games all the damn time - read a book, learn to draw, pick up an instrument, learn a language, learn to code, just do something that isn't braindead leisure. Keep your standards realistic. And my personal advice? As soon as you can once this pandemic is over, look for an open mic in your neck of the woods that you're old enough to attend. Get up on that stage, and fucking bomb. Fail miserably. Fail to get a single laugh or a single chuckle. Waste the audience's time completely. Just don't leave the stage - do a full, awful set. It'll be embarrassing and shitty and awful... and yet you'll realize that you're still alive, and none the worse for wear. Now you know what it's like to be the center of attention, doing poorly, and how little it actually affects you to be in that state, viola. I mean, ffs, there are people who make their whole schtick that bad jokes. Their entire act is not being funny. And those people get laid. [/SPOILER]

You need to do things that actually help you grow a pair if you want someone else to fondle 'em. Rejection won't kill you, and it can make for some funny stories.
OH ALSO EDIT, dating aps are cancer. avoid if possible
As an ugly guy, I've found out that having lived life and done shit got me further than anything else.

Go out and do shit so you can sit around laughing about the shit you did in life that doesn't start off with "So I was playing WoW" unless the story has a major fucking twist in it.

To quote an old friend: "Bitches love stories. Tell that bitch a story while you have drinks."
 
I'm currently dealing with a lot of shock right now. I had a girl I really liked for a while block out of nowhere. We had a few scuffles in the past but we were getting along much better. I contacted her recently and we had a very friendly nice conversation, she said she was busy and she had to go though.

Then I come back and I find out she just fucking blocks me out of nowhere and with no warning or indication. I genuinely don't understand life. Why doesn't she love me? How am I supposed to love myself if nobody loves me. Life, fucking, sucks.
 
You're aware that you aren't posting on your own blog, right?

Because holy shit.

Get it through your thick fucking head. NOBODY IS REQUIRED TO LOVE YOU!

Love yourself or don't. It's up to you, it's all on you.

For fuck's sake, stop feeling sorry for yourself and get down off the cross, someone needs the wood.

Hell, you're not even required to like yourself. Plenty of people go through times where they don't like who they are or what they've become. Know how they deal with it? THEY WORK TO CHANGE THEMSELVES.

Quit fucking sniveling, for fuck's sake. Nobody likes a goddamn crybaby.
 
Why doesn't she love me? How am I supposed to love myself if nobody loves me. Life, fucking, sucks.

This is even more ridiculous than claiming you, an alleged alcohol intolerant, drank a bunch of booze because a guy with a weird Sanic avatar told you to.

Both of the "incels" on this thread say shit so stereotypical that it sounds like ham-handed writing instead of reality.

So to return to the OP, no, I've never met anyone who says shit this stupid in real life.
 
Hell, you're not even required to like yourself.
Many people have stated otherwise. They always tell me that "You can't love someone else if you don't love yourself"

So to return to the OP, no, I've never met anyone who says shit this stupid in real life.
I didn't drink because YOU told me to, I drank because I was offered a drink and decided I wanted one. Then I thought back to what you said after I was already in the shower. Being in the shower is the worst, because I just sit there and think about all the shit that makes me feel this way.
 
Lol @ teenage "incels" in this thread.

Sure, it's much easier to date if you're a 10/10 Chad, but that doesn't mean your chance of getting a GF is zero. Deciding to LDAR because it's harder for you is like deciding to be a NEET, cause you weren't born to a family of millionaires.

Oh, and if you actually give up on finding a GF, you're a volcel now.
 
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