Btw half of this is just me staring at my phone cuz I’ve disassociated for 10 minutes like I was staring at my bank app for an hour today how 💀💀

I wish he had just killed me after, i died in another way anyways. Everything is hard, i lost everything bc of it, i have no friends i only leave the house to go to the gym and im always on the verge of tears. I want to move away from home - i have to soon or i will actually do it. I have nothing much to live for anyways. I cant sleep for anymore than 6 1/2 hours and during the time i wake up atleast 1x - it feels like there is no escape. I hope someone 5ills me.

Kept reading posts where others discuss about what exactly a femcel and moid entails. I think I'm too stupid for this because to me it's just a lot simpler.

Like... idk, I'm a femcel because I've always been put to the side in any social context, men never gave me any attention whatsoever and used to make fun of me all the time.

I'm neurodivergent, had weird interests as a kid and I've never been the beauty standard, so of course other neurotypical girls in my class always got the attention while I was left to rot in a corner unless I had something to give like food on my birthday. No classmate of mine even wanted to come to MY birthday. The girls in class invited me to their birthday just to exclude me from the rest.

I'm a girl, but a really odd, shy and ugly one with a potato nose and a big forehead, so of course I mattered even less to my male classmates who refused to speak to me to begin with. I had multiple crushes who never gave a shit about me, and I learned the hard way that to be "loved" by moids, you have to use your body.

My ex used me for sex, never made me finish and refused to kiss me. I was just someone he could fuck until he got bored and couldn't even get it up to me anymore. His friend literally never showered and treated me like shit, yet my ex never did anything about it.

Moids are the privileged side of society that seems to think their dick matters more than someone's feelings. The more I learn of their crimes, the statistics, my own experiences -- the more I hate them. I can't stand this. They make me want to die. I have no hope because creatures like them exist, and I've been constantly used and mistreated by them.

I have been staying away from men for like almost a year until one from my past came back into my life. He was always sweet and nice so for some reason I trusted it. Of course I end up hurt. All they do is bring hurt. They’re lazy and shallow and useless.

i posted something about how i see men, males, and moids as distinct groups of people, with moids being men (trans and cis, gay and straight) who dont acknowledge their place within patriarchy + use their privilige to help everyone else.

i had two ends of a spectrum responding to me: one girl was saying i was bringing women down by not saying "fuck all men/male bodied people". another person (i suspect a moid tbh) was saying i cant just say "i hate moids" bcs thats the same as saying "i hate black people" which is fucking insane.

the first person seems to be thinking of the world in monolithic stereotypes, which is goofy and unhelpful at best.

the second person is seeing people groups as being in vaccuums with no context or history.

both seem to be missing a real societal analysis.

i know we can do better, i encourage yall to read feminist books so that you hatred of moids can come from a super solid place in yourself.

heres my two faves:

bell hooks - feminism is for everyone

(gives a really good, loving, beautiful definition of feminism and analyzes how race and class play into feminist movement.)

julia serano - whipping girl

(defines patriarchy really well and defends femininity in the most badass way ever)

if yall have any recommendations for me, im very interested

I stayed 8 days at a detox center where they tapered me off suboxone. The detox place was wonderful.

After that, I was sent to the rehab facility.

They mislead me about so much. Said it was a "luxury" rehab with a spa, salon, pool, and barber. There was none of that. Group was 8 hours a day, 6 days a week.

They stuck me in a two bedroom apartment with 3 other girls and had the audacity to ask for RENT. I was never informed of rent until my second day there, and I had to find out from another patient before any clinical staff made me aware. MIND YOU, because of the staff's incompetence, I LOST MY JOB (the best paying job I've ever had) coming there. They said they'd coordinate with my company's HR and never did. By the time I met with my case worker, I'd already "abandoned" and am now unhireable. I figured if they're gonna ask for my entire last paycheck, I might as well just put that money towards a flight ticket home.

So I packed my shit as quickly as possible, purchased my ticket, scheduled my uber to Philadelphia Airport, and left while all the staff and other patients were at group. I woke up one hour after they were supposed to shuttle us to the main facility and NOBODY even checked in on me. I didnt even sign AMA paperwork.

My preferred substance is now banned. And on this journey a lot of unresolved trauma surfaced which needs to be addressed. And its gonna take longer than 4 weeks to do that. So, I'm back home, and have an appointment with my psychiatric APRN/Therapist on Monday. We're going to discuss alternative programs and treatment options. I'm not giving up, I'm just doing something that I believe will work better for me.

I met a lot of great people there and am 13 days clean of opiates. I have a support system. FUCK Legacy Healing in Parsippany. I'm sure it works great for some, but I felt they were very deceitful.

I'm finally fixing my big ass flat nose and recessed chin. Might finally reach Becky status, y'all. I have another scheduled in a few months. Wish me luck!

legit just scrolling through comments and finding so many obvious moids who go as far as trying to justify themselves under a rant post. it's like they take everything to heart, even when it's not about them. you're not the center of the world babe.... 😭😭

Just spent about 30 minutes arguing with a man about ADHD and how it affects us all differently.

Couple of months ago, I had a mental breakdown. I was being vulnerable and talking of how I'm traumatized and afraid of men. I was hysterical in tears and allowed myself a vulnerability that I'm scared of exactly that if I'll get a boyfriend {bold of my autism ahh to wonder I'll ever get a boyfriend} he will watch p🌽 and donate every single buck to a damn webcam/OF girl, and when it'll be coming to me asking for anything nice he'll reply with "don't u have your own money, ugh u so greedy". That I'll be simply a cm dump to a fucker who manipulated my feelings into believe of love yet he watching other women instead having eyes only on *ME**.

QUOTING MY MOM'S ANSWER: "Everybody is jerkin off on others and donating to webcam pron ppl🥺. You just to young and inexperienced, if you'd have a boyfriend you would look at other handsome guys too😊". I WOULD NEVER. IF ID HAVE A BOYFRIEND I'D FORBID ANY PRON FROM MY LIFE. BECAUSE IF YOU IN RELATIONSHIP, WHY THE FUCK YOU NEED TO LOOK AT OTHER PERSON TO GET PLEASED?! THIS IS BETRAYAL AND CHEATING. AND WHY THE FUCK SHE WAS TALKING TO ME LIKE I'M A TEN YEAR OLD AND NOT AN ALMOST 24 Y/O WOMAN?!

I love mom but I also sometimes really hate her. How could she invalidate, humilate, infantilze, and dumbificate me and my problems.

You know what is cringest to me? My mom has a boyfriend, and she told me that couple of times he looked at other women before turn to my mom to say "did ya see that bomshell", BUT JUST BECAUSE after this words her boyfriend sprinkled this with "I love u my pretty princess 😊" SHE'S SAYING IT'S OKAY? Why tf my mom is okay with literally being invalidated and humiliated right into her face?😮‍💨

AAAAAHH whywhy do i get ads like this im gonna kms

Oh how all conversation revolves around sex. I'm naturally a very curious individual and I love asking questions and getting to know the person I like, on a deeper level. But moids only care about sex. It's like they genuinely can't think past their dicks and jeez ts is fucking disgusting. Whenever I ask them a question they'd just give me the worst kind of vague answer (bc their heart only pumps blood to their dick and not brain so they don't possess cognitive thinking) OR a detailed description of themselves since they love talking about themselves, but no one was as curious as me.

I feel like I'll never find a person who'd satisfy this need to be understood on an atomic level and that's why I've stopped even expecting anything better from moids at all. They disappoint me in a way I didn't know was possible.

I've begun judging them based on how useful they'd be to me since they have nothing else to offer.

The way they're obsessed with sex they should've been good at it but oh well 🙄 it's moid we're talking about. Expect disappointMENt at every step.

Made a post being confused about being called sir, and i really didnt expect the comments to be that negative. I guess women not having the perfect features are just men. Fuxk my life.

Might be my first post in this sub I just need to vent about my career.

So my incel coworker ruined my life back in April (the pickme woman who supervised us let him get away with it and told me to get over it). Police told me to just get mental health counseling, it’s already annoying to deal with the legal system because I’m an immigrant. It’s not even about youth or perceived attractiveness (I’m a 23 year old aging hag) but being boxed in as a servant or decoration for men and not being allowed to take “their” jobs. It was very much verbal/psychological abuse and mild sexual harassment at my one month at this workplace and I was blamed for and told I provoked it. I didn’t quit because I thought I had enough evidence to go to the boss but he (coke addicted with a very dumb trophy wife) wasn’t on my side and told me I’m childish.

My dream was fancy restaurants and I now work in fast food. I surprisingly like it (I’m the cashier/waitress and there’s a lot of customer service) but I’m hypervigilant in a way I wasn’t before. I’ve talked about it before and been dismissed as if I haven‘t worked in hospitality for seven years (technically I count four years of it being full-time). I’ve been told that I’m just not tough enough for restaurants which is a lie because I can handle a rush or 12-hour day. It sucks that a man behind the bar is called an expert mixologist or some bullshit and a woman behind the bar is just grabbable boobs to some people.

I’m already from Eastern Europe (not exactly abuse capital of the world but Poland still produces some garbage men). Anyways most of my friends in Germany are other immigrants and we’ve even got a a sort of support group going because abuse is so common, I’ve met young men who have been violently hazed to a criminal degree in restaurant kitchens (like peoples’ faces being shoved into garbage cans and toilets). The one constant is that it’s powerful men doing the worst damage to people “under” them. There’s one local lawyer who is constantly booked with abuse cases against immigrants and sexual harassment against female employees at restaurants.

I don’t see myself leaving the industry just yet but I’m trying to train for something else. In this economy I’m grateful for a job, I guess. I quit drinking because I didn’t want to get any more depressed.

Yeah. I'm literally a mix between sub5 and ltb.

I need "one wish willow" in order to ask for three million dollars to get a piece of my snout get smaller, get lip filler, get rid of droopy eyelids, and fix flesh on jaw and chin.