I have no sympathy for normies, I only take pleasure in their misery

I'm not a fanatic who takes pleasure in their misery, but I don't feel sorry for them either.<br><br>I hate their hypocrisy, how they talk about how good of a thing empathy is yet they never practice it themselves. How they go on and on about how cool it is to be a good person and help people in need, yet they never lifted a finger to help me or anyone like me.<br><br>It's all talk. They don't care about helping others. They only care about getting social status by appearing to be empathetic and caring. That's all it is for them.<br><br>They're nothing more than a hive mind. They only think about their social status, about what others will think of them, about whether they'll be accepted in a high status clique.<br><br>I can't stand the hypocrisy, the fakeness, the shallowness and lack of self awareness of normies.<br><br>I've known too many normies and I can safely say that I HATE THEM. I hate them so much it's unreal. I hate them for everything they have that I don't. I hate them for all theirshallowness and fakeness. I hate them for their lack of self awareness. I hate them for being so stupid and dumb.<br><br>I hate them so much that I get pleasure out of seeing them miserable.<br><br>I remember all the times when I was rejected by a girl, when I was humiliated, when I was rejected by a college, when I got depressed. I remember it all, and I get pleasure out of seeing a normie miserable.<br><br>Seeing a normie cry, seeing them depressed, seeing them lonely, seeing them upset makes me feel better about myself. Because deep down I know their pain will never be even close to the pain I have endured and am still enduring.<br><br> Normies have no clue what it feels like to never get a single message on Tinder, to go half a year without having a single phone call, to spend every single weekend alone, to not be able to get into a single college, to be unable to do the one thing you love the most, to have no one give a fuck about you.<br><br> No normie knows what it feels like to be in my position. I know that their pain will never compare to how much pain I have endured and am still enduring. That's why I laugh and take pleasure when they're miserable.<br><br> The normies who have wronged me in the past (and present) don't even know how much they hurt me. They don't know how much I hate them and take pleasure in seeing them miserable.<br><br> But one thing is for sure: no normie is my friend. I despise every single last one of them.