Nobody will know my story, all this time trying to move ahead will be wasted. I'm fucked. I feel all the sides from antidepressant, memory problems, i don't remember what people tell me, but i don't any benefit.

Tried to take a walk in the park and felt horrible looking at all those cute girls, the idea that they are all fucking easily while i spent my 34 alone trying to do something that girls start doing naturally at age 14

The only reason you won't hear from me in the news is that i live in Europe, at most i can kill myself.

It's time to admit that mental illness and redpill awareness don't go well together, i worked hard to try to improve myself. Always pushing forward, holding on, always reading to learn to manage bipolar disorder and also learn about diet and lifting

It was a lonely journey, the last time i was in bed with a girl i was 21, now I'm 34