I'm a 5'5'' truecel ethnic
low iq, straight white male and ugly, probably.
it's a nice fantasy. my particular brand was reading up on psychology literature, trying to figure myself out, get to the heart of it all and end up an epic winner at the end.
like, oh man, i get anxious a lot, maybe if i figure out the mechanics of that kinda thing, i will magically be able to feel calm in every situation. and i started seeing everything in this psychological lens where if things didn't work out, there was some mental issue impending your ability to do the right behavior or have the right attitude. i started second-guessing every thought, impulse, instinct and it didn't really work because i was already self-conscious and i was adding another layer of meta-awareness to it and spending even more time in my head overthinking while normtards just do the first thing that pops into their head and if it works out, great, and if it doesn't, no biggie.
i don't know, i drove myself crazy with it. ended up reading the entire psychotherapeutic cannon, read research papers at 3am, trying to piece together another half-baked theory on how everything works and how i will dig myself out of this hole. years later, i haven't changed a bit, still the same neurotic mess. my situation got a lot worse in some ways, not the mental aspects, but just my external circumstances that i neglected more and more because i just didn't see the point if i couldn't change my core as a person.
high iq, gay male and handsome and good looking, probably.