Potato Monastery
The 45yo Gandmaster of Suffering. Incel 4 life.
- Oct 4, 2022
- 70
Hi all I'm new to the forum. I've been NEET since the age of 29, i'm 44 now. Like some of you I fell through the cracks in my early mid-twenties. I trained at college as a graphic designer in the middle late 1990's but nobody would hire me. I spent the ages 20-29 working in supermarkets just staking shelves, warehouse work.... all minimum wage repetitive stuff, all while renting a tiny one bedroomed flat in a rough area of the UK. It grinded me down and I became seriously depressed and low mood. I was bullied at college and university for looking young and being unattractive...which gave me ptsd. I've had appearance discrimination at work, it completely through off the rails and I developed a mental illness (I dont like that word... but i became unable to focus or keep a routine). I've never dated either, as slim (non-fat) normal-looking women don't find me attractive; the lack of any romantic prospects also was a huge blow to my drive, ambition, sense of happiness etc.
I was put into an asylum for 6 months at 30 due to being hysterical and deemed unfit to work. I suffer from PTSD and hf aspergers as well as a hormonal imbalance that requires daily thyroid medication. I don't do drugs or drink alcohol. I'm not obese.
I own my own house and manage to cook, clean and grocery shop but that's about it. I sleep a lot (up to 13-15 hrs per day) and mostly just browse the internet, go out for groceries and sit in a cafe for 2 hours just people watching (twice a week) and clean the house. I hardly watch the TV as nothing really interests me unless there's a World Cup soccer on or some documentary about neanderthals ,etc. I even have a home gym in the spare bedroom with bench, power rack and 180kg of olympic weights. I hardly use them, just gather dust.
I have no motivation to do the things I use to enjoy: digital art (photoshop, illustrator), painting with watercolour, cycling, photography, gym, gardening, antiques, flea markets, getting my drivers license. and much more. Even showering is difficult. I believe its a condition called avolition or anhedonia.. I dunno, it just feels i'm not living....im just killing time.