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Does anyone find comfort in the phrase “it’s over”?

submitted by No1stupid from (self.Incels)

To me, being told “it’s over” is almost a relief. It gives me permission to stop trying, and reminds me that all of my past efforts have been in vain.

To some, that might be a hard pill to swallow, but the insane amount of pressure to be perfect and succesful is lifted off your shoulders when you accept that it is truly over. You can stop trying so hard.

Go home, go to bed, LDAR. That is all you have to do.

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[–]FailedSpecies 9 insightful - 2 fun9 insightful - 1 fun10 insightful - 2 fun -  (0 children)

Yes, once you have fully accepted the blackpill, hearing "it's over" becomes a relief.

I have been blackpilled for years now. What's the point of trying? No point. Just wasted effort. All I do is exist and make enough money to cope until It's time to rope.

Fuck my parents for bringing me into this shit.

[–]baldmanlet 4 insightful - 1 fun4 insightful - 0 fun5 insightful - 1 fun -  (2 children)

The final blackpill, I realized it was time to just give up and LDAR when I was 17 and realized I was not going to get any taller, this was at school one day where I was wearing a jacket and boots a few sizes too big that I had convinced myself I was going to grow into them. I peaked 5'7 at age 13 and not a mm more after that, I also feel I peaked mentally at around then too as the despair literally destroys your brain. Consequently after that day at school I gave up returning to complete my education, what would be the point, I would be some annoying manlet try-hard with a 'napoleon complex' if I continued; ever since then I have led a degenerate life at the expense of wagies.

[–]baldmanlet 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun -  (1 child)

Oh I should mention I'm in my late 30s now, just so you know.

[–]Administrative_worth 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

Fuck don't even know how the blackpill can hit that young. I got somewhat blackpilled from my abusive parents and having to take care of myself, but through all that the cope that one day my life would be "awesome" kept me going. One day I'll escape my parents and the bullying from family and peers and "ascend" to a life of happiness. AT age 21, I had a spinal injury that took years to recover. Vanta blackpilling of me. Now I'm low inhibbed to the maxx, and part of me only lives to see "justice" enacted

[–]curryvirgin 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

I hadn't thought of it that way in a while, that's comforting. It's similar to how a person feels when actively suicidal, you just care less about things since you're going to die, and feel oddly elated.

[–]Im_Watchin 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

definitely, knowing the game is rigged means that there is no point in trying. It's like that quote "there is no true despair without hope"

[–]Realcel 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

For me when I hear those words I feel bittersweet. It allows me to be as low inhib as I like

[–]Administrative_worth 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

Yep. I came to the realisation in class today one day I will rope. It is inevitable. But not in a sad way. I intend to try and milk the most out of life I can first. And the freedom of knowing it's over, and low inhibing to the maxx again feels good.