Im a millennial survivor.
Posted: 30 Oct 2025, 08:03
I list some stuff happening in my generation.
Mental health is trash. Saw so many peers just flopping around me. 6 suicides in my circle of friends. People on 20 medications, but can't afford it, so they're constantly going on and off of them. My teachers interrupted lessons to give pills for "headache" (yes people were taking pills when they had headache).
I could tell you so many stories on these fucking drug pushers trying to shove meds down my throat at any chance, so many peers even.
Drug dealers being glorified (it was the highest status in teenager lifestyle).
All women were whores by age 13, all on drugs either conventional ones like cocaine and MDMA or pharma.
Dogpills.
In my generation they had run psyops of the same caliber of woodstock only larger on a wider scale. We had music festivals, normalization of drug abuse. My sister is a teacher she tells me 50% of the students have some invented clinical label like OCD, ADHD, bipolar, schizo...
Every single normie believes in DSM as if its the bible, all of them pretend to be "profound" because they "have issues" and they want me to respect the social status of "autism" or treat them differently based on these labels.
Being incel in my days was not even related to looks. You could look like total shit and get pussy. If you were into that lifestyle it mattered much more than being good looking. No idea how it is right now with instagram. People tell me looks matters a ton more and I am willing to believe it. I however dont consider it bad if women start chasing Chads because they look good. Still better than chasing people for drugs or retarded clinical labels.
At some point I started to seriously socially isolate, i was 20 and before then I really tried to conform and I even started smoking ciggies and doing normie things. I almost succeeded. I dont want to lose to them so I decided to take drastic measures only later. Over 10 years of social isolation improved my morale, my social skills and my mental health to the point I no longer relate to most incel struggles and I wonder if they even consider me an "impostor" at this point in my life.
I consider myself a survivor because overall I made it out alive.
Mental health is trash. Saw so many peers just flopping around me. 6 suicides in my circle of friends. People on 20 medications, but can't afford it, so they're constantly going on and off of them. My teachers interrupted lessons to give pills for "headache" (yes people were taking pills when they had headache).
I could tell you so many stories on these fucking drug pushers trying to shove meds down my throat at any chance, so many peers even.
Drug dealers being glorified (it was the highest status in teenager lifestyle).
All women were whores by age 13, all on drugs either conventional ones like cocaine and MDMA or pharma.
Dogpills.
In my generation they had run psyops of the same caliber of woodstock only larger on a wider scale. We had music festivals, normalization of drug abuse. My sister is a teacher she tells me 50% of the students have some invented clinical label like OCD, ADHD, bipolar, schizo...
Every single normie believes in DSM as if its the bible, all of them pretend to be "profound" because they "have issues" and they want me to respect the social status of "autism" or treat them differently based on these labels.
Being incel in my days was not even related to looks. You could look like total shit and get pussy. If you were into that lifestyle it mattered much more than being good looking. No idea how it is right now with instagram. People tell me looks matters a ton more and I am willing to believe it. I however dont consider it bad if women start chasing Chads because they look good. Still better than chasing people for drugs or retarded clinical labels.
At some point I started to seriously socially isolate, i was 20 and before then I really tried to conform and I even started smoking ciggies and doing normie things. I almost succeeded. I dont want to lose to them so I decided to take drastic measures only later. Over 10 years of social isolation improved my morale, my social skills and my mental health to the point I no longer relate to most incel struggles and I wonder if they even consider me an "impostor" at this point in my life.
I consider myself a survivor because overall I made it out alive.