ITT: The exact moment where you let your dreams of love go.
>driving to my dads house
>very sunny day, very lovely out
>pull up at a stop light with one car in front me
>it's a boy and girl, they seem like they might be out of high school, maybe in college
>I wander off daydreaming, just what I do
>Apparently my gazed was focused on them
>They do one of those dumb "stoplight kisses"
>Snap out of it, watch them look at me and giggle continuously
>they keep kissing and kissing, laughing, the girl looking straight fucking at me while they were kissing
>wasn't even paying attention to them in the first place but of course, they thought I was
>every time she kisses this dude she looks at me with one eye open and grins one of the most coldhearted smiles I have ever seen in my life, maybe the most
>I turn around, start to cry and shoot up
I knew then and there that the dream was over for me, I just decided to give up. I don't even deserve to be loved in the first place so I feel like even wanting anything from a girl is just selfish at this point.
Can't remember mine ;_;
Bump anyway
>Elementary school
>Realize I'm ugly
>Cry for a few hours and get on with life
There was a week my junior year of high school where I clocked in 24 hours of time on a forum. I realized then that I was just empty. No goals, no hobbies, no support. I just went to school, went home and sat in front of my computer while my parents ignored me. I fucking begged them for help, but they told I was just not friendly.
I can forgive them for hitting me, calling me an asshole son of a bitch, for all the hysterical scenes they caused. But I can never forgive them for leaving me to rot in front of a screen, for telling me that I shouldn't worry about being a good man and I should be a good person instead, for giving me nothing the countless times I came to them crying about how alone I was and asking for help.
>elementary school (6th grade to he exact)
>end of the year
>class goes outside to play tug of war
>teacher has the bright idea of making it boys vs girls
>obviously the boys can easily win
>teacher asks one of the boys to volunteer to go on the girls' team
>nobody volunteered, so I thought I would look valiant for doing it myself (I learned my lesson really quickly)
>game starts
>we're losing obviously, since I'm the only male
>I slip and fucking fall on my oneitus
>to make matters worse, she stood her ground while I writhed on her leg like a fucking faggot
>the game ends
>oneitus says something about her not being able to cover for me
I never initiated a non professional/academic conversation with a female peer ever again after that point. I'm 18 now.
>>28504665
I know this too well
I present their signature mantra for me, which you might know too
>We're not your therapist
Shit my pants in 7th grade. That'll do it.
