My neighbor is a jewish physician (her grandad was a doc on the Titanic). I like to chat with her before work. She is around 40 years older than me and never married or had a boyfriend and is quite openly miserable about it. She had this hormonal condition where she gains weight and grows facial hair like a dude. She despises the holidays. We small talk every morning and it was last week when an old lady who is a patient of hers walked by and wished her a happy holidays and said "doc you're such a fine woman how come you never married? I bet you had a lot of suitors back in the day." we all chuckled and as the lady went her way and my neighbor looked at me and then looked into a empty space down the hallway as is if she were breaking 4th wall and said to herself "I had suitors? Really? That's news to me". It was as hilarious as it was genuinely sad. And it got me thinking how the difference between being "happily single" and a miserable incel is a matter whether you could step out of your solitude if you wanted to.
>>524517905I saw that movie. It was pretty good.
>>524517905You better do god's biddin anon and make that woman scream
