Why I left r9k: a reflection

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I used to hang out on 4chan a lot. r9k, primarily.
Spending so much time in a cesspool full of people who hate themselves, like really really hate themselves, fucks you up mentally. Life's not fair. Everything is shit. Shit shit shit. You're shit, I'm shit, everybody is shit and deep down we all know we deserve to be losers and we're incapable of being anything else, because we're shit.
Hard work is for suckers, there are no fair deals, so why even try? Why not just stay inside this safe cozy echo chamber where sure, people will tell you you're shit, but then again you can call them shit too. Nobody expects anything from you, here or IRL, but the difference is that here a lack of spine and initiative is a sign of enlightenment.
I spent most of high school alienating myself from the people around me because I got it in my head that nobody wanted me around, and I found a community of faceless strangers that not only reinforced that, but celebrated it in their own weird, fucked up way.
A lot of FA/incels feel that they simply can't be better people. They don't know how, and since the poison they're mainlining comes from shutting themselves in their rooms and almost never going out except for work (where they don't talk to anyone), nobody in real life knows how bad it's gotten, and even then they're already convinced "normies" don't give a shit because when their reprehensible behavior is brought up, what happens? Somebody makes a virgin joke. Somebody else calls them losers.

Everybody agrees, they're pieces of shit.