A Loser With A Vision

A Loser

Right out of High School, I really didn’t know what I wanted to do in life. Sure, I wanted to have fun and I wanted to hook up with the hottest girls, but at that point, I really didn’t have any direction in life, or how to achieve any goals. Consequently, I ended up working dead end jobs and white knighting for these girls that really weren’t worth my time. This continued for a few years.

When I was 20, a good friend of mine suggested that we pool our money together, but a cheap camper and drive up to Alaska and check out life up there. Another several months roll by, and I find myself stuck in a similar rut. Only this time, instead of an incel hanging out at my mom and dad’s house, I am an incel living in a 12′ camping shell with two other guys. It is not exactly the route I want to be on.

At this time, the three of us were working for this trailer park, hand digging trenches to bury propane lines, and mowing lawns. We had fun on the weekends, going to strip joints, or checking out the countryside. Still, my life wasn’t really going anywhere.

I remember this one weekend morning. By then, we moved into this dilapidated trailer house.  I was hanging out in bed, thinking about my situation. I had this gnawing feeling that I needed to do something with my life. On the trajectory I was on, I would end up being a loser, I would end up marrying a loser, and I would be surrounded by a bunch of little losers for children. Inevitably, my loser children would marry losers themselves, and we would be a huge trailer park clan. Not exactly what I wanted to see.

I really didn’t know what I wanted to do, but I felt a strong impression that I needed to do something with my life. That morning, I call up my parents on the phone, and tell them I am going to go to school to learn mechanics. At the time, I enjoyed working on cars, and I thought it was a skill I could expand on. For the next few weeks, I looked at various schools in the area, and I eventually decided to go back to Oregon. There, I moved back with my parents, and saved up money for a year.

A Loser with A Vision

I am still an incel loser at this point, but I am an incel loser with a vision. I go on a whirlwind tour with my sister and check out these colleges. At one of the colleges, this lady says I should look into mechanical engineering instead of of mechanics. It would pay more, and I wouldn’t have cut up hands all the time.  From this trip, I now have a solid plan to follow.

I enroll in school, and lose my loserhood mentality. Eventually, I switch to civil engineering as I find it would allow me to live in a smaller community when I get out into real life. Shortly thereafter, I become a Mormon, partly for religious reasons, but also to surround myself with women who are not destined to become losers either.

Author: Jim Johnson

As a man in his early 40's, I grew up on a dairy farm in an irreligious home. Disgusted with the choice of women out there, I looked into religion to find a worthwhile mate. At 23, I joined the LDS (Mormon) faith, married, became a civil engineer, and now have six children. My favorite things are puppies, long walks on the beach, and the color blue (not really).