Normalfags can smell your scent. Your scent of someone mentally unwell from years of rejection and trauma. It always ends up bad. You can fake it till you make it for ages until you don't. They see through your mask, it slips, it cracks. The women already saw you as an asexual entity before it even did that. Once it does if the men are of a certain persuasion they might even get violent. You can practice and hone your mask of normalcy as long as you want in many different scenarios with many different people but it will always slip, it's inevitable. You stink. You reek. Of rejection and seclusion. You will never belong in a normal group of people, or even an abnormal group of people. They could be completely degenerates and they might grudgingly accept you even as the weirdo you are but it won't be true acceptance. You'll maybe even hear all their secrets and their personal issues and look at it as some mark of pride, like you're a vault, you're to be trusted, they're willing to divulge sensitive stuff in your presence. But really that's not even it. It's not about "trust" or being "part of their circle". They just see you as a non-entity. A fly on the wall not to be threatened by or to bother swatting at. You will never have a meaningful relationship with other human beings. Neither platonic nor romantic. You will always be alone, and perpetually bitter, and ever growing in the intensity and variety of your hatreds. Because some fucked up shit happened to you some time when you were too young to even remember and shaped the course of your life forever, made you a recluse, an incel, a misanthrope, whatever. It's different for everyone that bears that mark but they all do. A black mark and a stink that they can never get rid of and only vainly attempt to hide, as plain as something written on their forehead.
