Here I am, Rajeet, an Indian-American just 16 years old. I am a man who is starved of love, starved of intimacy, and starved of sexual intercourse. I am writing this book to describe my life from the peaceful times I was born into all the way to the climax of my depression where I tragically commit suicide. My life starts out simple and happy and ends complicated and miserable. First of all, I want everyone who reads this to know I am an incel. An incel is a human being who is involuntarily celibate; which means they cannot find sexual intercourse no matter how hard they try whether due to their looks or their mental state. Men or more likely to be incel than women simply due to the fact that women are seen as more attractive than their looksmatch. A looksmatch is a person of the opposite gender that is said to match you in attraction, but society tends to avoid the looksmatch rule. this is why so many men are depressed and unable to find love due to their state of inceldom, thus causing them to take refuge on online forums whether on Reddit, incels.me, or lookism.net. I, for example, am one of these incels on Reddit. No matter how hard I try, girls simply ignore me or mock and ridicule me. All I ever wanted was a sweet girlfriend that shared mutual admiration with me. I wanted a girlfriend that I could go out and have fun with. I wanted to be able to look into her eyes and smile while thinking about our mutual admiration for each other. None of that matters due to fact I am undesirable to the opposite sex. I will never go to the movies with a girl, I will never have a first kiss, I will never lose my virginity, and most of all, I will never be able to watch my own family grow. On the next page, I will enter chapter one, discussing the life of my family before I was born and my first two years alive in India I don't quite remember before moving to the states.