I had a good conversation with my parents about being an incel.

The reason I had this conversation is because I recently found out I have a mental illness. I was feeling extremely unconfident and not in a good place so I decided to open up to them. <br><br>We had this conversation in a restaurant in front of a lot of people, it was really cringe. I basically told them I hated my life, I’m scared, I feel unconfident, I’m angry, I’m hurt. I told them that I wanted to live as a normal person, have a normal life, go to school in a normal country, have a normal job, have a normal girlfriend and have normal friends. I told them that I’m so angry at the world for putting me in this situation, I’m angry at them, I’m angry at the government, I couldn’t finish my education as an adult so I’m angry at myself, I’m angry that I won’t have anyone to love, I’m angry I can’t talk to anyone about this. My dad started to interrupt me and started talking really loudly at me, saying that I’m not entitled to a normal life, no one owes me a girlfriend, girlfriend isn’t your birthright, etc. I started getting angry and I couldn’t finish what I had to say, he was constantly interrupting me. He kept saying that school is the problem, it’s your environment, it’s your friends, this and that. I told him that what he is saying doesn’t make any sense and he just said school is the problem and that’s all he knows. My mum tried to calm me down and told me to just finish what I had to say. I said that I was going to tell you that I’m an incel and then he started screaming at me, saying that this is what he knew would happen, sending me to school was a bad idea. He said that he warned me before, he said that he made a mistake by sending me to university, that he should have just kept me at home. I started to cry and there was a lot of commotion. My mum calmed me down, they said they’re sorry. My dad said that it was a hard day for him and he made a mistake, he’s sorry. <br><br><br>My parents are immigrants in this country and they moved here 15 years ago. My dad was the one who wanted to move and my mum was the one who was against it. They moved here in hopes of a better future. 15 years later they are in the same position. My dad is angry and blames it on the country, he thinks that there’s something wrong with this country, he says he would be much more successful back in their country. My mother blamed it all on my dad and said he made a mistake by moving here. 15 years later they’ve failed to adapt to the new country. They have barely any friends, they barely talk to anyone and they are really lonely here.<br><br>One of the main reasons my dad wanted to move was so that we the kids could have a better future. I had a lot of problems in high school and college and it didn’t work out too well. Now he’s extremely angry and I think he blames me for it. He thinks I’ve been a failure and it’s all because of this stupid school. He says I’ve been there for 6 years and this is where I am. He thinks that if I was in another country I would have a wife and kids now. He hates this country. My mum on the other hand is more sympathetic. She always says be careful this might hurt your feelings, do you need help with anything, etc. But my dad never does anything like that. He doesn’t show me any compassion, he only shows me anger. He never shows me any love, he never hugs me, he doesn’t ask what’s wrong with me, he doesn’t care about me. I feel like I’m nothing to him. And I feel like he wants me to feel that way.<br><br><br>I do think that my dad is right. My life is a failure, I was a failure in school, I am a failure in life. No one owes me a girlfriend and I’m not entitled to a happy life. But I feel like that’s not the point. What I want is someone to talk to and actually have a conversation. I want someone to talk to me like a human being. I’m so tired of being treated like a dog. I’m so tired of feeling hurt. When I see people who are happy I feel hurt. I feel like I have failed as a human being and I don’t deserve a happy life.