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A thread for women to vent and share their experiences with being ugly and how they cope in this look obsessed society.

>be me, le schoolgril
I feel the boithirst in my bones, but I look around me and the dating scene seems postapocalyptic
Practically every boy in my program and in the social milieu I've fallen into (I'm a passive-type Pokemon)
- literally has an Instagram account and actually uses it
- either already has sleeve tattoos or is budgeting for them
- is unironically trying to looksmaxx or this-maxx or that-maxx or doing some other modern horror from TikTok
- has no dreams and no personality and either wants to be some kind of influencer or youtuber or smth, or pour his entire person into some soulcrushing desk job and have no other interests aside from killing beers, watching sportsball and slaying sloots

Some boys have approached me but the average quality is in the pooper, e.g. one guy on my res floor has this creepy radar for upset females, literally every time some girl is crying he shows up to give unwanted hugs and follows it up by asking her to coffee, he's transparently following some reddit guide to dating for manlets and it's so cringe and awkward, especially since I'm a femcel and I have a hard time saying no and hurting people's feels even when they probably don't have any

The worst thing is that the dating culture now seems so mercenary, everybody's on swiping apps and I feel like so much online brainrot has lurked through them into real life, everything is so contrived and hypercompetitive and awful
I feel like there is no love out there anymore because people have had it burned out of them by the brain-frying 5G death rays that come out of any phone with Tinder installed on it

Many grils seem to be able to give boys a shot and then move on when they prove to be loosers, but that doesn't sound like me, I'd probably end up crying for the rest of my life over some guy named Gary who thinks having a favourite flavour of vape is a personality trait

So wat do ladies, do I just an heroine or spend the rest of my life spending my NEETbux on Hello Kitty Island Adventure furniture, watching my mom's Gilmore Girls DVD's and cryibg?

Previous thread >>117577

Why and what did you feel?

i can't really care for things that happened after ~2008. 2008 was when the internet started to suck, i think that old meme is spot-on. when the internet was just for weird nerds, it was a wonderful friendly hopeful human place. now it is this monster trying to enslave humanity.

when i see an old movie, that time before the smartphone seems so precious, so wholesome, so real; for the most part human interaction was still based on mutual consent at that point.

now when i see some show and they put these text-bubbles on the screen trying to visualize the instant messages from the protagonists i just close whatever i am watching in disgust.

i just use a phone for listening to music and watching occasional news video, i would never ever use one of these new internet based services, i just hate being digital cattle; i know many of you don't mind. once i find something else to listen to music that i like, i might not even use a phone anymore.

when i see some old documentary from 2000-2008 i want to go back to that time. not because i was young, it's not that. you only care about when you live unhealthily. when you are healthy you don't really age. i know many of don't live healthy, you wouldn't understand. aging for the most part is made up. no it's because i miss just peaceful casual non-exploitative non-surveiled genuine human interaction in privacy.

most women are deluded when they think they meet a good man. all my life i've never met a good man. until i met this one. his behavior was akin to Jesus Christ. it seemed as if it was physically impossible for him to do anything which even mildly inconviences anyone, let alone hurting anyone. as for me, it seems like i am physically incapable of doing anything but hurting people. to cut it short, he absolutely did not deserve what i did to him. i met him online and within less than a month of dating i got blackout drunk and cheated on him. like an idiot i talked to my friends about it because i cant keep my mouth shut about anything. i talked to my best friend about it and what we decided was since it was so early on and i genuinely saw a future with him i should just move on from it. forget about it. so i didn't tell him. we kept talking.

we decided we wanted to see eachother in person. he spent $5000 on a plane ticket and an airbnb for 25 days. i started birth control- the Opill, 3 days before he came. the first 2 days were heavenly. then on the 3rd night we shared a bottle of vodka together. i was doing okay until i put on his boxers. i was reminded of what i had done to him. i grabbed a kitchen knife and started to cut myself in front of him. i cut my neck. then we went to sleep. the dream was over. over the course of the next couple weeks i just wanted to stay in bed all day. i kept arguing with him over the tiniest things. it was like i was constantly on edge. he said it felt like i was never actually there, never "lucid enough to have an actual conversation with." we only had sex a few times because he said he could only have sex with someone who he felt loved him and he didnt feel like i loved him. we didn't go out a lot, not a lot of "cute dates…" we went out to fast food joints a few times. then he broke up with me. he said we could still stay friends and he could keep "taking care of me" but we couldn't have a romantic relationship anymore. he said i should leave the airbnb for a few days. my best friend, who lives nearby where we were staying, asked for his discord tag because "he's a foreigner trapped in an airbnb alone and we (her and her roommate, an acquaintance of mine who also knew what i had done to him,) want to be there for him incase anything goes wrong." then i left to go home.

then it gets worse. basically to cut it short they told him i have something to tell him and i threatened suicide over it. i video cPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

am i supposed to just accept that every guy is going to be attracted to other girls, even while he’s in a relationship with me? people say it’s normal, but honestly, it really hurts. i wish it didn’t get to me, but it does. my boyfriend always follows hot egirls on social media and sometimes even talks about how hot he finds them, celebs or not. it hurts. and yeah, even when it’s a celebrity, it still stings. i don’t really see a difference between him saying that about a famous girl or some everyday girl. it still makes me feel like shit. i’m struggling to come to terms with this ‘norm’, but it feels like i have to. seems like every guy is like this, and there’s no escaping it. it honestly makes me feel sick. what am i supposed to do?

Changes in routine make me absolutely miserable, even when the change is good like getting a better job. I'll spend like two months depressed, crying, and then it goes away when I get used to it. The worst part is I feel I have to perform for people, idek how to explain it.

How do you deal with this shit I'm so done

The one job I was going to be good at and make a living on was ruined four years ago when you accused me falsely of cheating and I got banned from pretty much every Pokemon tournament on this fucking slavegrind earth. I thought Watson Institute ruined my life enough, but you took my one final chance and crushed it. Crushed it into little tiny bite sized pieces.

Had I rightfully gotten my prize for winning that tournament, I could have been emancipated as a minor, I could be in Norway right now as a black metal artist, or I could even be camping at Laurel Hill.

Prozzub, I want you to know if you are the one reading this that you ruined my life. I couldn't care less if you hate me, I despise myself just as much if not more than you hate me.

Thanks for nothing!