It’s horribly lonely here.
I am all alone.
There are thousands of monsters beneath me. If I come down they will eat me. You can see their comments everywhere I go.
There was one thing that I’d always find funny. Many of the haters call me stupid, while themselves often unable to understand what my former program was about despite everything written out for them. Many of my haters call me a sociopath while they gladly claim that all people who can’t get a partner should just shut up and make peace with it.
Many of my haters would call me crazy while they’d be perfectly ok with most bizarre explanations for events in my life, explanations that would not only be completely unprovable but unlikely to occur anywhere in nature.
Most people are morons and that’s about all they are. Vile, unruly mob of belching, screaming monsters.
You attacked me for my idea of defamation without ever bothering to understand how I feel. Not a single one of your suggestions made any sense. To seek therapy? That thing that doesn’t even acknowledge my problems and has done nothing to help me for 10 years?
To give up? Like I am some kind of a robot? Would you just give up on sex and relationships? On your spouse? How many of you would honestly do that?
To go on with my life? Where, to even more rejections?
Most of you are nothing but children. Cruel pigs who believe in fairy tales. These women that rejected me were “good” and I am “bad”. What does this all mean and why? There are no real explanations. None of you have met me irl to know what kind of a person I really am. None of you have witnessed the dates I had. You don’t know what these girls think of me. It’s so easy for you to accuse and throw dirt.
None of you ever tried to help me at all with anything but stupid fortune cookie advice. You never offered any real help at all. And here I am. Broken and angry.
You are the monsters here.