I guess the crushing depression of Summer has taken it's toll.  Outside of work during previous Summers, I can normally put the wank-shack on lockdown, pull the blinds and forget that life is happening; all performed to the beat of my right hand on the meat.  But not this year.  Recent weeks have been torture. 

In terms of being an incel, I have long become accustomed to my zero sexual worth, my invisibility to cunts, and the fact that the last time I had sex will probably be the last time I ever experience it.  I am usually invincible to the misery and loneliness; but Summer is my one weakness and right now I am on the fucking ropes.  Suggestions, fags? 

(07-17-2015, 02:24 AM)deadinsidedeadoutside Wrote: you fucked up by not saving enough money and investing in order to earn passive income

you are in your 30s, you should have plenty of money saved up assuming you work a white collar job

dont give me that bullshit where you tell me you enjoy your life (you would rather be in your basement all day surfing the net than have to commute to work being ignored by all life forms on earth)

you are depressed because you workceling and seeing no return on it, atleast beta providers have a reason to work for, you have none

This came straight out of your sphincter.  Are you confusing me with Invisible? 

I've just turned 30, I am not a classic 'workcel', I own my own flat in London (feel free to check city house prices), have plenty of savings and pension provision coming out of my arse.  Money is not the issue.  You think men can't be incels if they have money?  How do you explain all those desperate wealthy guys then who lavish sluts on sugar daddy websites? 

It's a mere moment of weakness I am currently experiencing in terms of my inceldom; nothing more. 

@LMSghost you are right.  I know you are right, I just am not that desperate enough... yet. 

Good point.  It's both.  I've been away for about a week or so, and where I visited just brought home the depressing seriousness of my solitude like nothing has for years. 

It's a phase.  I'll get over it.  I'll be back to mindlessly masturbating my free time away before long.  I thought I was over being an incel, due to a lack of any real sex drive and a fairly realistic acceptance of my situation.  But I guess even the strongest of will can suffer some weak moments. 

Good point.  It's both.  I've been away for about a week or so, and where I visited just brought home the depressing seriousness of my solitude like nothing has for years. 

It's a phase.  I'll get over it.  I'll be back to mindlessly masturbating my free time away before long.  I thought I was over being an incel, due to a lack of any real sex drive and a fairly realistic acceptance of my situation.  But I guess even the strongest of will can suffer some weak moments. 

Get on some GH, get a neck tattoo, and also some facial scars.  Then pick up archery, and go hunting for boar.  Prepare the boar, then eat the boar.  If you're still miserable, do what Vertu suggested and invest in a stand up desk.  It might cheer you up. 

(07-17-2015, 10:58 AM)gottaplay Wrote: there is no cure.  getting busy to kill time and avoiding women/couples as much as possible can relieve the symptoms.  got to survive till winter when its cold and sluts dont wear too slutty clothes anymore.  rainy days are the best days.  people hate rainy days thats why i love it. 

(07-17-2015, 02:24 AM)Norwood Cemetery Wrote: This came straight out of your sphincter.  Are you confusing me with Invisible? 

I've just turned 30, I am not a classic 'workcel', I own my own flat in London (feel free to check city house prices), have plenty of savings and pension provision coming out of my arse.  Money is not the issue.  You think men can't be incels if they have money?  How do you explain all those desperate wealthy guys then who lavish sluts on sugar daddy websites? 

It's a mere moment of weakness I am currently experiencing in terms of my inceldom; nothing more. 

@LMSghost you are right.  I know you are right, I just am not that desperate enough... yet. 

You mean the bank owns it, not to be spiteful.  If you've actually paid it off then you're soon good to go with societally correct NEETdom - Retirement. 

Good point.  It's both.  I've been away for about a week or so, and where I visited just brought home the depressing seriousness of my solitude like nothing has for years. 

It's a phase.  I'll get over it.  I'll be back to mindlessly masturbating my free time away before long.  I thought I was over being an incel, due to a lack of any real sex drive and a fairly realistic acceptance of my situation.  But I guess even the strongest of will can suffer some weak moments. 

At age 29 I still live with my siblings (two of them) and mother.  I and my siblings are all "kidults" -- millennials who haven't "officially" transitioned into adulthood through marriage/house ownership/moving out etc.  We're also immigrants, so it strikes us as a bit bizarre to move out of a nice home just to live in cramped quarters (or with roomates) in order to be independent.  All of which is to say, I often feel as you do, but the fact that I'm with my siblings and mother, and all the drama/distractions that entails, blunts much of the pain.  I'm incel, but I'm not very lonely for the mere fact of still living with my siblings.  Just get away from the computer and find hobbies or activities which force you to interact with people.  That won't necessarily make you get sex or a relationship but positive socialization will take your mind off of your worries. 

(I work in the evenings, and I mentioned before that I work in a trendy neighborhood which has a lot of bars.  Coming home on Friday nights is saddening as fuck -- there are so many young, nublile chicks hanging out with Chads and it's just depressing.  Incidentally, Friday is when I pick up my booze for the weekend.) 

(07-17-2015, 04:55 AM)RodgerRabbit Wrote: nothing, because there is no substitute for sexual gratification & validation, just like there's no substitute for food to alleviate hunger.  the cure for poverty is money.  the cure for inceldom is sex with non-disgusting civilian women, aka being attractive. 

This.  If it was as simple as sex, then we would all hire escorts.  But we need the validation of being loved by a looks matched civilian female.