The reason for your social anxiety

The reason for your social anxiety is because you grew up in an obviously antagonist environment in which your true persona had to be suppressed in order to appeal to a gynocentric, overbearing, conformist external social environment. Now, your constructed, artificial, false persona that your childlike brain constructed in order to survive is being peeled away as the the artificial world that demanded its creation falls apart. You aren't going crazy, your brain is just having a hard time remembering if you're supposed to care about the things your artificial ego once did, like not upsetting others, or engaging in performative emotional displays. The anxiety come from the mental effort of maintaining this false facade, like acting, constantly thinking someone might catch you missing a line.

You know the fires are inevitable now. The world that demanded this homunculus is dead and dying. You can stop pretending to care about it now. You know deep down you never really did.

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I'm not reading all that. Congratulations or I'm sorry that happened to you, idk

>durr im american!! haha!!

Thanks

It's the best country on earth, unironically

Glowie nihilism psyop
But honestly I hate existence so I guess

This isn't nihilism. It's letting go of an old husk that you needed to avoid the ire of an antagonistic world.

You don't need the husk anymore. Get to know the creature inside it.

You can make some of the people happy some of the time
You can't make everyone happy all of the time

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You're right. Reading Marxism awoke me to this. I'm not a Marxist but it opened up another alternative to the Capitalist reality we are fed since birth and made me question it. It caused me to stop playing the artificial social game and stop seeking approval and acceptance from others via my appearance and behaviour. In other words stop aspiring to programmed bourgeois pretensions and the delusion of competition. My social anxiety has greatly decreased.

I don't necessarily think you have to stop using social approval to your validation, or engaging in pretense so long as it is beneficial to your goals. But the delusion that you actually care about them in of themselves can be let go of - none of it is real. Just tools in your pack

Being attractive is definitely useful. But fundamentally, it shouldn't be something you feel any way about other than judging it's use to you pragmatically.

It's more than that. Imagine if you had within yourself the power to "dazzle them all"; feats of mind and spirit and coordination and integrity and strength of body and character, and morality and humility that few people believe even exists.

Imagine that latent within you, just under the skin, since you were 5-6 years old, as far back as you can remember -- the catch, though, is this ability supersedes communication or emotional mimicry. A truly honest mind is immune to manipulation or peer pressure.

Rationally, there has appeared little to gain by revealing this powerlevel - as opportunities don't present, being reserved for the cutouts and scammers and silver spoons of the world.

Things change though, as time runs out. The priority shifts. Hopefully not too late.

Ty palindrome-user.
Do you have any suggestions on this path?

The thing that's mattered most is this: live where you are loved. Don't stay in a city or neighborhood where nobody notices you.

Yes, this is exactly it, but I always fought against it. Even still, the fakery affected me in certain ways. I absolutely despise the performative emotional acts this society deems "moral". I am so sick of the emotion. The drama. The fake sympathy and empathy. I want it all to burn. I want to kill literally everyone responsible and burn it all in front of all those that participated at this point. And with zero emotion on my stiff upper lip. Nothing but cold, steely reality for once. And perhaps a cracked smile.

have sex incel

You don't need to burn the world, but I completely understand how you feel. The only thing you need to burn is that old false armor you had to build in your childhood. You don't need it anymore. The world is yours for the shaping.

Unfortunately I think I had the opposite problem. Bit too much sex and feelings of emptiness.

Agreed. I don't plan on burning the world, all of this just makes me want to just so these cunts can watch their fake world go up in flames in the face of someone unsympathetic. Anyways, you're correct and burning the last scraps of my old persona is all I need in the moment, and all I'll need in the future. When you become yourself, you become akin to the player character in a video game. It's time for the future.

Perfectly stated. Disregard the false image. Figure out how the real control schema works. Then play.

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It's by design

what good is it, now i never interact with anyone else ever outside work where i still need a facade

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>You know the fires are inevitable now.
You won't do shit. Every day I wait for a faggot like you to grow some testicles and you instead shrivel behind a computer screen. You wish for the days of glory in battle without realizing how in reality you will shit your pants and cower like a bitch.