[Incel]

A sad story about a brocel's oneitis

All of you can learn a lot from it

A sad story about a brocel's oneitis (you can learn a lot from it and to think about it).

I'll repost it without their personal chats because he described it pretty clear and with a lot of feelings, so you may get the story for sure.

HiddenUzer (the brocel's nick):
"The day I met her was August 11th 2020 on the first day back to school, I was at the start of school ceremony and she caught my eyes. I wasn't sure why. She had brunette hair, and wore a mask, everyone did. It was her eyes that caught my attention, I noticed her left eye were just a tiny bit bigger than her right, I thought it was quite special. When the ceremony ended I attended different classes for the first time, I only had my English class with her, during class kept glancing at her as I was curious what she looked like without a mask. For some reason that day after school I kept on thinking about her maybe it was my curiousity or I was already attracted. The next day I saw her face during lunch she wasn't how I expected to look in fact I was a bit dissapointed. I thought in my mind "oh well another average girl" but I still thought about her, I still glanced at her during class.

The curiosity at first developed into a crush within a month, She was very very kind, we talked sometimes in English class and we had some in common. She'd always volunteer to help teachers, and she wasn't promiscuous. She doesn't use makeup, she doesn't use tiktok, she doesn't post on instagram and she keeps to herself. I knew that was the kind of girl I've been looking for. I started thinking about her daily. She quickly occupied my mind in every moment. When it was Halloween I had plans to invite her to hangout but I never had enough confidence to, I was very insecure. I regret not making my moves early. There was one time I manned up and actually made a move, she had trouble with an assignment and I sat beside her, when I got home I texted her on snapchat that I could help her to do her work, my heart was racing when I sent that message. Immediately after sending that message to her I closed my phone, the next morning I woke up from a notification from her, a message I never saw or opened. I ended up leaving her on delivered for 2 months because my anxiety got so bad I couldn't open her message, when I wanted to check that message snapchat deleted it for me due to leaving it on delievered for too long. I never found out what she sent, but she definitely thought I trolled her.

After that ordeal I stopped talking to her at all and just acted like stranger I was so afraid of making a move I made a plan to have her make the first move, I started moneymaxxing seriously with my father's investment accounts he let me use and I made lots and lots of money. I bought alot of expensive things and flexed alot however it didn't do anything. the entire year flew by and it was the last day of school I wanted to tell her sorry but again I pussied out. I knew I had to do something about my anxiety, I knew it was because of my insecurities, I always hated my body and how skinny I was, I only weighed 100lbs @5'9. I started doing pushups and exercises in my room while motivating myself that I'd eventually get her, I still remember those days. I gained alot of muscle within my first month, I went from 100lbs to 113lbs while still staying very lean and cut.

Near the end of summer I weighed 136lbs and below 12% bodyfat, I also did mewing and my face developed very well, I was very confident and was rated average 6-7/10 online and in real life. I knew it was time I finally tell her everything, this time I manned up and texted her on snapchat, I sent her a paragraph of words that I carefully chose and wrote and edited for over 1 month detailing my journey that lead me to the moment im confessing to her. At the end of that paragraph I included my phone number and told her if she reciprocated the feeling she can text and if she didn't, I told her to just block me on snapchat. It was an intense 10 minute, I got a text message ding (I Knew it was her without a doubt, she's the only one that have my number) God cannot describe how happy I was, I legit cried becasue I was so happy I immediately bragged to all my aquintances and they all congratulated me. Because I was so excited I wanted to read her message the next morning as I was already planning dates and gifts for her. I wrote all my ideas on a piece of paper and slept super well that night.

When it was morning I knew it's time I read the good news, so I opened my messages and saw her text.

...

You can see how much of a beta male I was when I found out she got back with her bf, I wished her the best and hoped things go well for them, but in reality? I was crying my eyes out, I couldn't believe yesterday's good news was this. I used up 3 rolls of toilet paper in the span of 2 days my eyes were not once dry. Even in my sleep those text messages haunted me. After a whole summer's self improving I was still a betamale in the end, I didnt even tell her how fucking sad I was, instead I lied and wished her happy. What I really wished was she wasnt happy with him, I hoped they fucking break up, I wish her bf dies, im not happy for her at all, I wanna tell her what I wanted to say, but instead I wished her happy, becasue I still loved her and didn't want her to be hurt, I just wanted her to be happy even in the end.

Well the rest of my life has just been a downhill slope, I couldn't move on from her, I tried many times I even tried with other girls to forget about her but they didn't work. In the end she was still on my mind every moment of my day even in my sleep. I started going to the gym and hit it like it's gonna magically get me her, I wanted to show her Im able to dedicate myself for her, that Im a better partner. I went to the gym everyday, not a day I didn't go, not even when I was sick. I eventually started using steroids, I was only fucking 16. Counting to now I've accumlated thousands of syringes and used up vials. I fucked myself up pretty hard this summer, I wanted to be the biggest boy in the school to impress her, I did become the biggest guy. But at what cost? I blasted huge dosage of steroids, oral and injected form as well as anciliary drug, near the end of my cycle I was throwing up everyday, depressed every moment of my existence. Constant suicidal thoughts, thats when an aquintance said to me "Hey your an incel!" thats when I first discovered the word incel, I went on the internet and searched and found IT and Incels.is. The next week I joined and here I am now, life hasn't gotten any better.

I know it's over for me, I most likely won't try a second time because it's pretty pointless, although my feelings havn't decreased by a single bit I will try and forget her, I'll start by hating her for what she's done to me, for destroying me. There are lots of parts I skipped here but this is basically my story with her"




Don't miss this one too: If you want to have some chances with your oneitis, read this

[Incel]

I feel very bad and sorry for this brocel. What I dislike is that he risked his health with those roids! And also, I don't think that it's "beta" to wish happiness to the one you love. Of course, she'll be not happy to hear you wish her bf to die...

[MSL]

 Let me analyze some of these things. The story is really educational (you can learn some good lessons from it).

1.

I thought in my mind "oh well another average girl" but I still thought about her, I still glanced at her during class.

The curiosity at first developed into a crush within a month

 This reminds me a clever person with Greek origin who said that love is autosuggestion (self-suggestion). If you don't focus too much on someone or something, you probably can't develop deep love feelings.


2.

, She was very very kind, we talked sometimes in English class and we had some in common. She'd always volunteer to help teachers, and she wasn't promiscuous. She doesn't use makeup, she doesn't use tiktok, she doesn't post on instagram and she keeps to herself. I knew that was the kind of girl I've been looking for.

 If all these are true (I mean, it's hard to believe there are still girls who're not influenced by all these phenomenons), she is a real treasure and I think it was natural for a male person with good values to like her a lot.

I ended up leaving her on delivered for 2 months because my anxiety got so bad I couldn't open her message, when I wanted to check that message snapchat deleted it for me due to leaving it on delievered for too long. I never found out what she sent, but she definitely thought I trolled her.

 This is really the problem. It's a sort of mentalcel issue. So we should learn to be braver. The brave one is not the person who doesn't feel fear but the one who acts even when he or she is scared. Not every brave man/woman is a fearless one.


3.

I started moneymaxxing seriously with my father's investment accounts he let me use and I made lots and lots of money.

 I wish I could have a father like this one too. It's so good to have a good initial capital and to moneymaxx!

I started doing pushups and exercises in my room while motivating myself that I'd eventually get her, I still remember those days. I gained alot of muscle within my first month, I went from 100lbs to 113lbs while still staying very lean and cut.

 I also motivating myself in this way! Of course, it's probably a cope but it's working very well for me -- when I work out and I am getting a bit tired and/or bored I'm starting to think how my efforts are going to eventually help me to make my oneitis (or at least some similar girl) to like me. It's a very sweet motivation!



4.

Near the end of summer I weighed 136lbs and below 12% bodyfat, I also did mewing and my face developed very well, I was very confident and was rated average 6-7/10 online and in real life.

 So, it was enough! If you're already gymmaxxed and people rate you online and offline (a.k.a. "irl") at least 6.5/10, you're already not an incel (if you're not mentalcel, disabledcel or something else). I don't understand how a person after this still will decide to use steroids (a.k.a. roids)!
 Don't do this! Instead, like me, start practicing several sports and healthy diets, work hard and you'll get natural muscle mass (not very huge like the steroidal ones but real ones and with lot of practical strength).


 5.

You can see how much of a beta male I was when I found out she got back with her bf, I wished her the best and hoped things go well for them, but in reality? I was crying my eyes out, I couldn't believe yesterday's good news was this. I used up 3 rolls of toilet paper in the span of 2 days my eyes were not once dry. Even in my sleep those text messages haunted me. After a whole summer's self improving I was still a betamale in the end

 A wrong ideal (understanding) what an alpha male should be. Being alpha doesn't mean to be hostile, rude, antisocial, etc. Exactly being emotionally stable, showing generosity and acting sane (even when you want to cry) shows the alpha-selfcontrol and doesn't ruin your future chances.
 You did it right! In this way she is not going to hate you; she is also not going to tell anybody that you're a bad, dangerous, etc. person! So, every time try to keep it civilized except when there is really no other choice.

 6.

I will try and forget her, I'll start by hating her for what she's done to me, for destroying me.

 If you think you'll have no chance in future with her (what if she later decides to give you a chance because you really till now behaved like a real man and didn't insult her?) then of course you may try to forget her but not with hate. Hate doesn't help, it increases the chances to not forget the one you hate (it reinforces the memories). The best way is to search for another one. Well, there are no many unicorns like her indeed (she is really something) but surely there are other girls with other good sides (more or less), at least there will be some more pretty than her and/or more educated than her and/or more clean than her... so after you fall in love again, you'll not think about her so painfully and you'll be able to start being with an objective attitude towards her.
 You're already gymmaxxed, moneymaxxed, not so shy anymore (no one can count you as a truecel, you're even not a mentalcel if you dare to approach new girl), so avoid suicidal ideas, blackpill ideas and other harmful stuff and keep the good self-improvement on!

[Good incel]

He got banned in incels.is. I was sure they'll ban him for some stupid "reason" like "You're a fakecel because you had dates with girls."

[Incel]

Let's invite him here. I think many of his posts are interesting and I do like him because of his hard work and mostly positive attitude.

[Good incel]

Good. With pleasure! warmly welcomed!

[MSL]

 By the way, I saw online that he is with East Asian origin. You know that I am a big fan of the East Asian cultures, people, etc. but there are also many females (including some of the East Asian ones) who just don't want to have an East Asian boyfriend. So probably the reason of his problem is that the girl in question (his "one-it-is" a.k.a. "oneitis") is not liking boys who are East Asian, not because he's an incel or because he's  not good enough as a person.

[Non-SEO]

I wish he can find his happiness.

[Ineedloveandpassion]

Low self-esteem and targeting most of the time only white girls. This is the problem of many ricecel bros.

[北京の高等教育出版社]

Yeah then our honorable coping master lady Desi is 'one-billion-dollars-it-is-lie'

[MSL]

 Again and again, and again. He can't forgive anybody who disagrees about his capitals, money, etc.
 Good that from now on at least you are not going to read it. I am not sure how long I will be able to be mentally strong enough to keep him in my QQ contacts.

[MSL]

You wasted my ALL DAY to edit and delete your shitposts!!! And you are putting in danger my incomes!!! I am almost 99% ready to block you again!!! 你这个@#$#$##@@@@！！！

Just to let you know how much sufferings he is doing to my personal life!!! Don't think that only you suffer!