Bad genetics + sand nigger xtard religious indoctrination will turn almost any young boy Wizard unless for whatever arbitrary reason he is selected for quasi or legit celebrity (of some kind) status and thereby the society provides him enough help and support to subvert his otherwise almost certain descent into Wizardom.
For example Andy Milonkis and pewdiepie and boogie2988 are all fucking nerds that should be right here with us as suffering outcasted Wizards but thanks to Jewtube and Jew owned MTV making them “stars” ie D-list “celebrities” they were effectively able to subvert the Wizard’s life.
How did you or your parents ruined your life? What did cause your transformation to wizard?
>no talents, no skills
>mental health issues
>and lack of luck
They bred me into existence
Drunkard dad and abusive mom. No one to guide me in life for 18 or so years.
1. Main factor, out of my control, My ugly face. im a 2/10
2. Main factor, under my control, My laziness. I'm the stereotype Lazy Genius. I could of worked my ass off through a PhD, i really just dont want to.
Not really their fault. I just hate being around people
It's not my parent's fault. I can't blame society or lead in the paint on the walls growing up changing my brain.
I screwed up my life. I had loving parents, a great home environment, and I grew up in a culture that values healthy families and wholesome conservative values. My parents did a great job educating me as a kid, both in academic and moral matters.
And yet I screwed it up. I got lazy in school, expecting my skills at memorization and fact regurgitation to act as a substitute for critical thinking. I lived by a strict set of morals that I flagrantly ignored after becoming addicted to pornography. I took minor personality flaws and self doubts that literally everyone ever has had and inflated them into crippling issues for no reason.
While all my siblings ended up with quite successful lives despite us growing up right on the poverty line due to our upbringing, I ended up a burnt-out loser who joined the military because he was literally out of options. I managed to single-handedly take every opportunity given to me and waste it because I'm retarded.
Now I just keep going in the hopes of dropping dead and saving my parents from feeling guilty if I killed myself. If they ever die I'll probably just commit suicide the next day.
Out of curiosity are you the youngest of your siblings?
>During her affair years, her teasing me in bed, drunk and naked, with me humbly refusing - this led to me having the certain fetish (which is the most dominant of all), and her not remembering a thing.
pewdiepie was always a normie and boogie is just a morbidly obese sociopath, nothing particularly nerdy about him
Obesity for the most part. My parents are both fatties and I was raised on the same diet as them so obviously I also turned out fat.
Being obese as a child meant I was terrible at sports, got bullied all the time which meant I grew up with no confidence and hated myself, developed mental illnesses.
I don't hate my parents, they care about me and are kind people but if they had bothered to feed me a healthy diet as a child I would have probably turned out a very different person.
My parents moved to a neighborhood without any other kids and then didn't ever take me anywhere so I could socialize with people my own age. The people at my school also changed completely from elementary school to middle school to high school. As a result I grew up completely unable to form friendships of any kind.
>Mother's relative failing to hold me when I was a toddler - the result is that I can't see the world in 3D like every other human - no stereoscopic binocular sight. I see the world as decorations, and because of that, I find the digital worlds much more appealing.
Do you know the etiology of this?
>>200180>fed me but care was otherwise minimal>was making most of my meals and doing all my laundry and any other chores needed for life at age 10>spent little time with me thus they ended up knowing absolutely nothing about me yet still thought they did>had a best friend next door as well as many other decent friends in the neighborhood which served as my secondary and real family as far as I was concerned>parents decided to move to small town way out in country>no other kids anywhere near my age nearby>life is now absolute loneliness with my only friend being a super Nintendo (no internet then)>was pulled from school early and didn't see the point of entering the end of sixth grade for 3 months and then graduating>because of this spent six months in this isolation>got fat although not obese in this time frame (parents said and did nothing about it)>finally start school>turns out most the people in the country already knew each other since fucking kindergarten so I am the new fat kid no one cares about>kids in this town have something wrong mentally and act like complete apes hopped up on speed all the time making my adaptation worse>Bullying starts heavily around the middle of 7th grade and continues until senior year. Not just name calling but out right fighting and it was so fucking relentless like going to the battlefield everyday>somehow survive into adult hood although I thought of suicide constantly and took to cutting I made it at least>stuck in small town with no higher education available>over 300 miles away from anything relevant >no future other than working at Wal-mart or Mc Donalds until you die>want to leave but lack money>parents have no interest in helping me leave or even understand I want a future other than living in some hovel working some shit service industry job>decide to work and save as much as possible>fail miserably and have mental break down that makes me unable to leave the house for over a year>become skin and bones during this period because all I do is sit around in the dark staring at the ceiling all day>finally attempt suicide>parents finally wake up and realize how bad off I am>they decide best thing to do is get me away from this town that I hate>They do and my life starts to improve and I start to move forward again>they pull the rug out at the last minute and decide to move me back to place I hate despite me telling them I would kill myself if we went back>they do it anyway>back in extreme despair with suicide planned for the 1st of 2020>no longer care if it makes them sad because they deserve a fucking dead son at this point
I also intend to make my suicide public so my parents will have to live with the shame that the whole town knows. Unlike the city where people don't care they will talk about it for months here. I sincerely hope it ruins their retirement but I know they will find some twisted way to rationalize the whole thing anyway.
Fuck them. Make it murder-suicide, lol.
Your story really infuriated me. Your parents deserve to go to hell.
The worst thing is I also realized the only reason they even had me is because they were failures. While they were not as bad off financially as many people they were not doing really well either and had little to show for it.
So when you are that kind of failure the best thing to do is breed and somehow try and convince yourself that spawning more people in an over populated increasingly more automated world is some kind of achievement. Naturally they grew tired of that and became more neglectful. There really needs to be some sort of test to see if you are both financially and mentally capable of being a parent. Fuck this everyone has the right to breed nonsense.
I'll try to help you be an adult.
abuse of all kinds, to me my upbringing was nightmarish, brain was constantly swimming in stress hormones I was stiff and suspicious and missed out on basic socialization because of it. I ask my parents now and they say it wasn't that bad, they didn't hit me that hard, starving me was an acceptable punishment, locking me outside in the rain and cold was to toughen me up, hitting me when I cried was to prepare me for life as an adult.
all this abuse and neglect isn't what im upset about really, its that my one life, my one shot in life as an organism, as a mammal, as a sentient being was crushed because my parents happened to be psychopathic low iq subhumans, and now my brain-map is fucked up I can't do anything but be a shut-in and lurk the internet.
>>200347>I ask my parents now and they say it wasn't that bad, they didn't hit me that hard, starving me was an acceptable punishment, locking me outside in the rain and cold was to toughen me up, hitting me when I cried was to prepare me for life as an adult.
What really bothers me is not just that they did these bad things to you but actually went out of their way to rationalize it so they wouldn't feel like pieces of shit. If one is going to do evil then so be it but at least have the guts to accept it for what it is.
Also I really don't see how "toughening" you up like that could possibly prepare anyone for adult hood. Because the other kids you interact with are living better lives than that so you spend your whole youth as an outsider and loner which is not the recipe for success especially in the modern world where connections are fucking everything when it comes to opportunities.
yup, its surprising how most people go through life without EVER experience violence. its like another layer of separation between me and normal people, especially hard when growing up as everyone had normal families and I was the violent spazz because that was all I knew, a great source of shame and regret today.
Lack of motivation and I'm too lazy for anything, although I can't say it's ruined, at least not yet. To be honest I'm at the very beginning for that, everyone around me are moving forward (classmates/people I used to talk etc.), like they're studying in university and/or working, socializing, moving forward in life to sum up
My mom died, then left me with this borderline personality negligent father whose entire idea for bringing me up was feed me once a day like a dog and then forget i exist except to harass me or take it out on me whenever he is pissed at life.
Did anyone else as a kid grow up having to deal with getting choked by their bipolar dad because they didnt vacuum the house for their ocd mom? Because apparently my parents think thats normal parenting.
That’s some fucked up parents… My father was an alcoholic but never abused us physically. After my mom told him she wants a divorce after yet another fight which happened because of me he went away for 3-4 days. I am guessing he was drinking himself to death during that time. One morning he just burst in my room grabbed me around the wrists and told me he was going to murder me one day. Had just a few more interactions with him after that and haven’t spoken to him for around 15 years.
My parents only fault is that they have flawed personalities, and never did anything to overcome these flaws. I inherited the bad side of both, and they couldn't fix me, because they never fixed themselves. Therefore there was a lot of incomprehension plus a severe and frequent lack of communication between me and them. But they are good people. My situation is my own fault. Bad choices… so many bad choices. It's like #200252 said, I turned simple personal shortcomings, doubts and weaknesses into forces that control my existence. I turned them into demons that i can no longer exorcise.
My father also nearly choked the life out of me, if it were not for my older brother stopping him. Thankfully my father died last year - though my weak bitch ass is still grieved for him.
Call me a pussy or whatever, but I don't care. My parents were very loving and caring ( although as I'm growing older, I'm getting more distant). But, bullying at school was the number one thing that fucked me up severely. I still had friends at school, but the damage was already done. That and I've always been ridiculously shy and quiet all my life. My parents never addressed the bullying and social anxiety part, but that's on me because I never mentioned that to them.
A male child with no father figure in his life can fuck you in many ways.
I don't know the exact way how they ruined. However, since my childhood, my problems are getting a real issue for me. To stay in thread's topic, i believe they didn't or couldn't raise me up to solve my problems. I have exact same patterns in my all lifetime. I was very dependent on my parents. It brings, somehow, me anger and fear. There was or is no need to someone to ruin my life, i can do it myself.
Bad genetics and negligent parenting fucked me up physically. Abuse fucked me up mentally.
Honestly I'm not even angry at them, some people are just destined to fail at life. Without losers like me there wouldn't be any winners.
I feel you. My parents were really nice (a bit too much on the right of the spectrum for my Taste). They were working class and I was always the golden boy for them, exceptionally beautiful, thick blonde hair, hella smart. But they took care of everything for me, and now I have those Problems in adulthood. I cant plan anything, I decide and redecide faster than a supercomputer and I am horribly in debt. I cant go to any follow up school to get my degree because I was mobbed and abused in school by teachers and schoolfucktards.
My parents made me eat cup cakes as a kid. Its obviously there fault i turned into a pig.
Mine gave me coke in baby bottles nearly every day. At least I managed to lose weight later on. I told them so many times that people like them are the reason abortion should not only be 100% legal but also enforced to prevent braindead idiots like them to curse people into existence.
Lmao thats funny. Reminded me of this caricature of 1950s boomers feeding their babies soda. I forgot where it is from though
My father used to choke me all the time when I was a kid. I'll never forget that feeling as long as I live.
Simce I was a child they fight all the time so I am nervous to be around them and prefer to stay in my room when i hear them around. My mother also asks every single detail of my life constantly and it makes me feel like I am under surveillance. I have to tell her why I am leaving the house, qhere I am going, what I am eating, everything is a question. So mostly I just stay inside my room to avoid the two of them.
I suppose being helicopter parents, they'd walk me to school up until I was like 10. I can literally see my school outside my window, not only that as I can also clearly read the name on the sign…
my parents weren't necessarily abusive towards me growing up, but the allowed me to form some destructive habits and gave up on raising me after what i could guess was their realization of what i was
it wasn't that long ago either, maybe 4 years at most that i could remember being a senior in highschool and just realizing their disappointment every time they saw me, so i'd lock myself up and only come out to eat food or go piss
it was only when i was a senior that i had enough hindsight to see what they thought of me, always trying to make me sound like a badass head honcho with all of the babes, they didn't want to acknowledge what i actually was, just a dumb kid who boarded himself up in his room playing old video games, never making friends or talking to people, it was like that since i was 6
even the "friends" i did have didn't like being around me for too long, i realized that they didn't enjoy my company and merely put up with my shit so i wouldn't do something stupid
Bad genetics + my motherleft me forever, she doesn't even talk to me. That neurotic bitch used to abuse me, and humillate me, then she disappeared. Being ugly as shit and not having a femenine motherly figure made me a wizard.
But I’m a NEET and I hate life just as much as when I wasn’t. Stop making meme posts that do more harm than good.
But without income I become homeless and that is not easy but difficult
i hate my family. my mom and aunt are giant cunts
i got my license a few months back. all i need is a car and i am out this bitch
i'll move to another town and live in my car.
This sounds like the most legendary shifting of one's personal responsibility ever concocted.
Most of us don't have the option of leeching off of our relatives or the government (at least not for very long). let me just say that if your parents are complete pieces of shit then yeah, take em for all they're worth, but if you're like lot of people here (like myself) who had a decent upbringing and your own anxieties and complexes are ultimately what did you in then there is no real comeuppance, it weighs on your conscience.
>mother has so many neuroses and mental illnesses to the point that she can't function in life
>father is an autistic, awkward beta who happened to be raised with a good work ethic
Naturally, I inherited all of their worst traits and I never had a chance. It is a monstrous and cruel society that would allow these two to reproduce.
>How did you or your parents ruined your life? What did cause your transformation to wizard?
but my family is basically all mental illnesses and personality disorders assembled into one collage
for everything we have one candidate ready
you are me basically
>tfw mommy comes clear about herself being suicidal lunatic for most of her life and you finally understand that you never had a chance at a healthy life because you are the spawn of a mentally ill person and a beta weakling faggot who just bred the first succubus that was retarded enough to waste time with him
Same here, more or less. My parents weren't perfect, but they did their best.
I had maybe three friends in school. I lost contact with two in junior high school, and the third after college. Otherwise, I was bullied and otherwise ignored in grade school, and simply ignored in college. I was too ashamed and shy to ask for help.
I wonder if there's something about the specific formula of neurotic aggressive mother + pussy father that creates wizards. It seems to be a recurring theme in this thread. Mine were the exact same.
My mother acted/acts like she's permanently experiencing PMS. Every day or two she flies into a rage at random irrational nonsense.
My early childhood was spent trying and failing to figure out what the hell the pattern was in the things I was getting punished for (I was too young to realize there wasn't one).
My dad is incredibly nice but he's so spineless if you ask him what we should eat for dinner he gets nervous and tries to pass off the decision to somebody else.
Mother was a psychotic violent asshole, didn't know which way was up for most of my life. Father had no idea what to do and I was just stuck in the middle, I respect him more for at least doing things with me sometimes and teaching me useful things. By highschool I was already too far gone, the abuse already broke something crucial in there.
this is about my story:
2/10 face; skinny fat succubus'ish frame; 90 IQ; Abusive family; Single mother from almost birth; dad wanted nothing to do with me; abused by neighbors; that was All before i had gotten to school. Gets to school, discover how hideous i am. And, am bad at Literally everything. class mates decide it is their mission to get me to Sui
I used to feel a lot of resentment towards my parents. But I've become more forgiving. They didn't do anything out of malice, and tried their best to their abilities.
I'm not happy with the DNA they gave me which set me on the course for an unhappy life. Perhaps they could have done more active parenting to avert it.
But I had a normal upbringing compared to what many wizards say.
maybe ive been too poisoned by evopsych to see all they do as selfish genes, when by human morality i have a lot to be grateful for
"I’ve seen human nature firsthand, and I’m here to tell you that it doesn’t get any better. It just gets worse."
-Alan Jonah, Godzilla: King of the Monsters.
Why couldn't my inept parents teach me how to be tough!? Instead they had to sing me "baa baa black sheep". Even niggers are more capable of raising children. Now they wonder why I'm a complete loser too pussy to live life and too pussy to kill myself.
Many hereditary diseases some which cause me physical pain daily. Undiagnosed mental illnesses that I inherited from both my parents(bipolar dad, almost every male figure being a shy anxiety riddled beta). 3/10 looks. Sent me to an expensive school in the hopes of a better education only for me to be ostracised and physically bullied to the point the principal took me out of the school to "protect" me instead of punishing the bullies because they were rich and paying for his salary.>>200998
never really knew the word for it but I guess I'm an antinatalist too anon. At least to some degree. But I believe eugenics are and controlled evolution are a good solution for genetic dead ends such as us.
My childhood was like a kiss on one cheek and a slap on the other. I grew up in the middle of nowhere and was bullied from a young age in every school or institution I attended so I quickly became and recluse and spent my time online. Mother came from an alcoholic family and is borderline. She would be like an angel one minute and within the hour turn into a monster, holding me down and shaking me, telling me how evil i was. Some nights I spent hours listening to her crying in the next room afterwards from her 'guilt'. Next morning would be her begging for forgiveness, only for the same thing to happen again.
Dad was a psychopathic rapist and junkie who hated me from the start. By age 10 he basically sat me down and told me he doesn't want to be my father anymore and abandoned us. I did poorly in college and had no friends, no one ever even spoke to me because I was socially retarded and quiet.
All the mental torment eventually evolved into bipolar disorder and psychosis, for which I now live with day to day in solitude, surviving off of government handouts.
In hindsight I'd like to blame my upbringing, but really I never tried at anything so I have to live with the consequences of my laziness and weakness.
My dad constantly shit on me and said I'd never amount to anything regardless of how hard I tried. He'd always criticize me constantly to the point that I'd give up before even trying since I just didn't want to hear his criticisms. My mom is an enabling doormat who is as passive-aggressive as it gets and will always act as a snotty contrarian even when she doesn't know what the fuck she's talking about.
Also shit genes, no money, no looks from their genetic dead-end material made me the quintessential loser I am now.
My parents basically ensured that I wouldn't have a normal upbringing, when I was in 2nd grade right before the 2008 crash my parents thought it was a good idea to move to Hawaii, I went from having friends and a community around me to being a complete outcast. I was bullied relentlessly by native hawaiians for being white, something that redpilled me on race at a very young age. Because my family was fucking broke we moved all around the country spending my dead granpas stock money that they had inherited, I think I never stayed in one house for more than a year for like 8 years. One of the houses we stayed at my "room" which was just an open area of the bottom floor of the house would flood whenever it rained and little worms would embed themselves on the floor. On top of that my mom has severe bi polar disorder and would often explode on me for little things that I didn't even mean to do and my dad was completely pussy whipped and was wageslaved to the max, he practically barely knows me. All of this is probably the root of my extreme attachment issues but I'm sure my mom giving birth to me in her late 30s didnt help either.
>>205898>2nd grade right before the 2008 crash
Why did you move to Hawaii? Bipolar impulsivity? Fear mongered by the crash?
>How did you or your parents ruin your life?
It's a difficult thing to talk about, I think; I was the only child, raised by a single mother, despite her obvious narcissistic and exploitative tendencies she cared for me, in a tough love sort of way, but I'm sure she believed this approach works best since she herself was raised this way. She'd spur me to do my best in school, plan my life for me, forcefully "guide" me towards what I should be interested in so I could secure a decent job later on in life etc. I rarely objected, and when I did it was in passive form: writing a diary entry or a poem chock-full of obscene words and curses aimed at myself, life, my brain and body and my mother, followed by its inevitable discovery by her, an awkward talk and heavy guilt-tripping. As a result I became neurotic, perfectionist, maximalist and spineless, not to mention the negative traits I "inherited" from her and my father. Upon receiving a B- or C+ on a test I would entertain thoughts of suicide and write suicide notes, one time I broke into tears and stabbed myself in the forearm with a pair of compasses in class; the latter happened in 6th or 5th grade, I think, but the general trend was set back 4th grade.
Like I said, I can't blame her, furthermore, I'd go as far as to say I'm somewhat thankful. If it hadn't been for her control and push I would have achieved nothing: I've always lacked clear, personal life directions and interests. If it hadn't been for her, I would have went downhill and ended up simply pointlessly existing much, much earlier in life.
>What caused your transformation to a wizard?
One life-changing wank.
I was around fourteen years old when I noticed a funny correlation: thoughts about succubi and starting a family would grow more intense the longer I didn't masturbate and disappeared immediately the moment I'd ejaculate. This and so much more dawned on me after a single wank I had while taking a bath sometime around that age, a wizardly "Eureka moment", if you will.
Obviously there were more factors that contributed to me rejecting relationships, like that one book with Medieval and Renaissance art I had that had one too many vanitas paintings.