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The "male loneliness epidemic" is very much real, at least for men with undiagnosed autism.

You're constantly isolated and ostracized. Even when you're not being actively bullied, you're still alone and have no idea how to fix that. You ask for advice and not only does nothing work, but their advice shows that they're not even close to understanding you at all. They tell you to "talk to people", which is about as helpful as telling someone who struggles in math to "write numbers". They tell you to "be yourself" despite never giving you a chance to figure out what that even means and despite punishing you anytime you were even close to being yourself. When you're constantly lonely and missing out, people are nonchalant about it. But when you take a guess at how to interact with people and you end up bothering them, people who were nonchalant before do everything they can to get you to stop. They don't care about helping you figure out how to interact with people the right way. They only care about stopping you from being an inconvenience to others. They'd prefer if you just made yourself invisible. You then stumble upon the manosphere, including pickup artists. You finally feel like someone understands you, because they acknowledge how difficult socializing is and how much cruelty you've suffered. So you trust them. They teach you to channel your anger toward women and blame them for your struggles. They teach you how to manipulate women instead of how to understand women. You attempt to follow their tricks to the best of your ability. You end up being sexist toward women, which turns them off even more. Now, even those who would have liked you before see you as dangerous, and those who always saw you as a creep now have a good reason to. But you still have no idea what you're doing wrong. And even if you realize that what you're doing isn't working, you won't know what to do instead.

If you're a man and you're absolutely positive that you're the victim of a loneliness epidemic, consider the possibility that you have undiagnosed autism or some other disability that limits social skills or contributes to ostracization. But please don't join the manosphere. It may be tempting because they can easily seem to be the only people who understand you, but being a man is not what's causing your loneliness. Men as a whole are not your allies, and women as a whole are not your enemies. And if you once trusted the manosphere, even if you acted like a total douchebag because of it, you can still decide now to stop. You're not an irredeemable monster just because you fell for propaganda when you were vulnerable.

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colodio on flickr 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

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fucking insane to me that people can be mean to kids. this thing is four to five shoe boxes tall and youre shouting at it ?? ? what is your damage the mf just got here.

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My parents wanted to play a family game, but it didn’t work out. That’s why I’m here, left alone as a result of their failure.

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Artist Suggestion of The Day

This album literally sounds like Frutiger Aero.

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LOL ACTUALLY It's my 12 year anniversary on Tumblr

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Los mitos y las leyendas…

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there's no such thing as a self-made wealthy person. you can't get rich without exploiting other people's labour, or by inheriting from someone who has

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The weakest social muscle alive.

I'm trying to be useful. I'm trying to do things that make other people's lives easier. I socialize (at least, that’s what I think I do) with elderly neighbors. I want to be useful in their lives. Wait.

The pride of individualism, self-efficiency, self-development, and self-centered reality has joined the chat.

HEY YOU, no matter how hard you try to socialize, you have to remember: your social muscle is weak as fuck. Your environment, your mother: addicted to New Age esoteric capitalistic coaches and their cheap wisdom: ‘You'll achieve success alone. Protect your SELF. People are the epitome of harm and jealousy.’ - the system, and the age of SELF have made you weak. You, and the people around you, are weak. They wanted you to be strong individuals. Now, you're lonely individuals who praise their phones. Or perhaps you worship Insta stories and the people you ASPIRE TO BE.

People don’t mean connections anymore. People mean comparisons. A race of SELF. Optimization. Self-sufficiency. Insta exhibitionism of products. Consuming and…

BUT I just want to have my muscle back. I want friends. I want people to talk about nice little things with. I don’t want to see you praising your phone. I don’t want you to see me getting smaller, shrinking, because contact embarrasses me because it makes me ashamed of my inability to be.

Please, work on your social muscle. Let's work on our social muscle together.

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Paradise Kiss (2005)

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Paradise Kiss (1999) Illustration: Ai Yazawa