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<blockquote data-quote="sadcel" data-source="post: 67843" data-attributes="member: 572">Hi everyone,This is my first post in this forum and I wanted to hear your opinion on my life.I am a guy in my mid-20s living in Western Europe. I graduated from Uni and have an IT engineering job. I am 6&#039;3 (190cm). I was rated MTN on .org, and FaceIQ rated me a 6/10 (top 20% of men according to him), though I’d personally rate myself as just above average. My main physical issue is that I have a skinny &quot;teenager&quot; build (165 to 170 lbs at 13 to 14% bf).The reason I’m writing this is that I consider myself a &quot;doomed mentalcel&quot; due to childhood trauma that I think fried my brain and stunted my social development. I want to hear your opinion on whether my situation is legit or if I’m just coping hard.I lived with my grandparents and my uncle’s family until I was 10 because my dad immigrated to Western Europe shortly after I was born. My parents divorced soon after he moved, and our families hated each other, so I grew up in constant stress. Every weekend when my mom&#039;s father came to pick me up, he would get into arguments with my uncle (my dad&#039;s brother), which spiked my cortisol. At that age, I probably had the stress levels of a burned-out manager. While my dad&#039;s side treated me well, the atmosphere always felt weird and unusual.At 10, I moved to France to live with my dad and stepmother. She was abusive and toxic due to mental illness (likely BPD). I wasn’t a calm teen, but she genuinely hated me. My entire week depended on her mood; she could flip in an instant and start beefing with me for no reason. She was on various pills and saw a psychiatrist often. She constantly threatened to exclude me or send me to live with my mom and her new husband just to keep me on edge.Because I was always in survival mode, I missed almost all social milestones growing up. Right before COVID hit, we finally developed a more typical stepson-stepmother relationship. I was in my late teens and finally started &quot;living&quot; after years of suffering. But while my friends were getting their licenses and entering LTRs, I was just trying to exist peacefully.Now, as an adult, I feel left behind. People grow every year by getting into relationships, getting married, or getting their licenses, but I don&#039;t. I lived in survival mode for so long that I’m now socially inept and a &quot;doomer.&quot; I know life isn&#039;t black and white (Chads vs. Incels), but after years in blackpill spaces, I can tell that everything matters and certain experiences can easily break you.What do you think? Be honest, I’m looking for real opinions.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="sadcel, post: 67843, member: 572"] Hi everyone, This is my first post in this forum and I wanted to hear your opinion on my life. I am a guy in my mid-20s living in Western Europe. I graduated from Uni and have an IT engineering job. I am 6'3 (190cm). I was rated MTN on .org, and FaceIQ rated me a 6/10 (top 20% of men according to him), though I’d personally rate myself as just above average. My main physical issue is that I have a skinny "teenager" build (165 to 170 lbs at 13 to 14% bf). The reason I’m writing this is that I consider myself a "doomed mentalcel" due to childhood trauma that I think fried my brain and stunted my social development. I want to hear your opinion on whether my situation is legit or if I’m just coping hard. I lived with my grandparents and my uncle’s family until I was 10 because my dad immigrated to Western Europe shortly after I was born. My parents divorced soon after he moved, and our families hated each other, so I grew up in constant stress. Every weekend when my mom's father came to pick me up, he would get into arguments with my uncle (my dad's brother), which spiked my cortisol. At that age, I probably had the stress levels of a burned-out manager. While my dad's side treated me well, the atmosphere always felt weird and unusual. At 10, I moved to France to live with my dad and stepmother. She was abusive and toxic due to mental illness (likely BPD). I wasn’t a calm teen, but she genuinely hated me. My entire week depended on her mood; she could flip in an instant and start beefing with me for no reason. She was on various pills and saw a psychiatrist often. She constantly threatened to exclude me or send me to live with my mom and her new husband just to keep me on edge. Because I was always in survival mode, I missed almost all social milestones growing up. Right before COVID hit, we finally developed a more typical stepson-stepmother relationship. I was in my late teens and finally started "living" after years of suffering. But while my friends were getting their licenses and entering LTRs, I was just trying to exist peacefully. Now, as an adult, I feel left behind. People grow every year by getting into relationships, getting married, or getting their licenses, but I don't. I lived in survival mode for so long that I’m now socially inept and a "doomer." I know life isn't black and white (Chads vs. Incels), but after years in blackpill spaces, I can tell that everything matters and certain experiences can easily break you. What do you think? Be honest, I’m looking for real opinions. [/QUOTE]

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