I completely stopped caring about 2 years ago, I realized I was never going to do anything with my good look and that I will never get into a relationship in my life, so I just figured out “what’s the point then, I’m already invisible to women?” And I don’t care about my health tbh…
Since I don’t have kids or my own family I could just disappear and nothing would happen. No, I’m not thinking about extreme stuff to end my life, I just stopped caring and now eat a lot and drink.
If I’m going to be alone and feeling sad, at least let me eat something good and greasy. Still, I’m just 100 KG at 34 years old right now, just skinny fat… For now.
I never quit never quitting. I lead from the front as an example to everyone but mainly my children. Your body is your ship to travel through this reality. I want the most functional vessel possible that’s ready for all eventualities. I have dysmorphia and I’m not sure how I look but I don’t care. Not caring (and selective caring) is one of the most powerful tools you can have in this existence. Honestly though, you sound maladjusted. Significance and happiness cannot be derived from other people and your attitude about it is uglier than 200 extra kilos will ever be. Start loving yourself and develop some goals for you and you’ll likely find an entirely different reality. And this is coming from a place of love, one bridge troll to another, ya know? 😉
No. And I will never have children so it makes even less sense to me. Goals for what?
I’m not sure your steppin’ in what I’m putting down. You don’t need children or anyone else. You need to do some serious housekeeping before you invite anyone else over. And if you can find happiness within yourself you need to seek help. Any expectation that others are going to want to care about someone that doesn’t care about themselves is highly fallacious.
Goals for your happiness. You know, ones that aren’t about other people?