Most incels and femcels do not meet their own standards of beauty, emotionality, and sociality. This is partly why they hate themselves so much and project that hate onto archetypes like Chad and Stacy. A lot of blackpilled incels genuinely believe they are unlovable and will be forever alone — any partner of those people will not be treated well since there’s an inherent lack of trust/belief in the relationship.
Not to mention that depressed/self-loathing people dating each other is a really bad idea and results in shitty relationships and emotional turmoil. Sometimes these couples become codependent and then they’re together for years even though they dislike each other. It doesn’t necessarily help anyone get better, it often makes it harder to work on yourself because of the “crabs in a bucket” mentality.
My first love fell down that hole. Toward the end of our relationship (he was about 18 years old) he’d started crushing on another girl. When we broke up, they got together. Each of them was a black hole of negativity. I saw what was happening, but with my status as “ex” I knew there wasn’t anything I could say or do about it.
She was even more of a downer than he was, which was shocking (his constant negativity was part of what led to our break up in the first place.) They spent five years together, ranting and raving about how horrible everything is, all while living with their respective parents and avoiding getting jobs. He stuck with her, even after they realized they had absolutely incompatible sex drives (she was ace, he was very much not. To clarify - being ace isn’t a bad thing. But for him, a complete lack of sex added to his feelings of isolation and distress.)
They eventually broke up, and we started chatting again (she didn’t let him talk to me during their relationship.) He eventually went on adventures across the country, learned his love of kink play from a fling with an experienced domme, went to school and gained skills in a field he loves. He’s in his 30s now, still upset about the state of the world (obviously), but he’s learned to accept what he can’t control.
In the end, he’s expressed a lot of regret over that relationship. He realized in retrospect how toxic it was and how much it was holding him back. I have no idea how that ex-girlfriend is doing these days, but I’m glad that at least he was able to break himself out of that spiral.
Most incels and femcels do not meet their own standards of beauty, emotionality, and sociality. This is partly why they hate themselves so much and project that hate onto archetypes like Chad and Stacy. A lot of blackpilled incels genuinely believe they are unlovable and will be forever alone — any partner of those people will not be treated well since there’s an inherent lack of trust/belief in the relationship.
Not to mention that depressed/self-loathing people dating each other is a really bad idea and results in shitty relationships and emotional turmoil. Sometimes these couples become codependent and then they’re together for years even though they dislike each other. It doesn’t necessarily help anyone get better, it often makes it harder to work on yourself because of the “crabs in a bucket” mentality.
I was thinking the same, but less eloquently.
“Femcels won’t date neckbeards, and incels won’t date fat chicks”
Yours is much better
My first love fell down that hole. Toward the end of our relationship (he was about 18 years old) he’d started crushing on another girl. When we broke up, they got together. Each of them was a black hole of negativity. I saw what was happening, but with my status as “ex” I knew there wasn’t anything I could say or do about it.
She was even more of a downer than he was, which was shocking (his constant negativity was part of what led to our break up in the first place.) They spent five years together, ranting and raving about how horrible everything is, all while living with their respective parents and avoiding getting jobs. He stuck with her, even after they realized they had absolutely incompatible sex drives (she was ace, he was very much not. To clarify - being ace isn’t a bad thing. But for him, a complete lack of sex added to his feelings of isolation and distress.)
They eventually broke up, and we started chatting again (she didn’t let him talk to me during their relationship.) He eventually went on adventures across the country, learned his love of kink play from a fling with an experienced domme, went to school and gained skills in a field he loves. He’s in his 30s now, still upset about the state of the world (obviously), but he’s learned to accept what he can’t control.
In the end, he’s expressed a lot of regret over that relationship. He realized in retrospect how toxic it was and how much it was holding him back. I have no idea how that ex-girlfriend is doing these days, but I’m glad that at least he was able to break himself out of that spiral.