I would go back 5 years ago. I would be more mature, positive and forgiving. I would not let the string of silly rejections I experienced back then scare me into a jar of wussyness, apathy and bitterness. I would have been passionate and energetic, with a do-or-die attitude and determination to get a few more dates and a damn girlfriend! I would have looked harder, opened up my social options, gone out to some different places, found the right pools to fish in for the fishies that I wanted!

I think I would make different choices in terms of the women I was interested in. I went more for the physically attractive outgoing women. There were other women who where kind and sane. I barely noticed them.

I do fear that i may have just been unlucky and was just unfortunate to spend my peak years at a time when incel men have the least chance, (kind of like a tennis player having to try and beat Nadal, Federer and Djokovic, it's just a freak era!)
I can imagine incel being accepted and helped when I am 70 or something and it will be all too late for me, what a sickener that will be!

I would probably be more social in high school and more receptive to possible signs of interest by the opposite sex.

I think in hindsight i wouldn't hve gone to those parties and clubs
because it was a complete fucking waste of time!

No way!

I would not want to be in my twenties now. I "envy" the younger generation behind me a little at times. The communication that is here today with cellis and smartphones........I envy some of their "overconfidence" in everything. Some members of Gen Y or whatever they are calling themselves this week bother me with their overbearing "arrogance" in all matters. The attitude of "If only the world was as truly wonderful as I am, there would be no problems" I guess it's the "entitlement" thing. All the Boomers called us "Gen-Xers" in the early 1990's "Slackers"

With that said. I'll take "The Clinton Years" over what we have now. I'll take the fact that I was allowed to be "a kid" and not sexualized by the invasive media today. I'll take that time growing up when "riding BMX bikes" on countless Saturday afternoons of the late 1970's and early 1980's was the highlight of the week. I'll take three TV Network channels and PBS (it was so country where I grew up, you could not get cable in my area until 1991)

I miss the times when deciding to skip gym class was a "big choice" and a "big deal"
I remember ALWAYS back in the late 1970's and early 1980's on Saturday morning of watching cartoons (the only times they were on TV) and then they went off at noon; then "Soul Train" in my market would come on and after that, the TV went off and it was "time to go outside and play" until dinnertime, EVEN when it was fifteen below zero outside. It was just a differnet time. Today......can you imagine a parent making their kid go outside and play in the dead of winter???? The neighbors would call CPS on you (child protective services)

I'll take my twenties, the dawn of the mass-expansion of the Internet onto millions, upon millions of everyday people.

I hear you man, god I remember bmxing it, spent a lot of time outside actually
Damn good times!

Look, I could be shooting heroin with the "Dutchess of York" in a Airbus that is about to crash into the Andes Mts....while Lisa Loeb is unbuckling my belt, and it still would not be as exciting as that hot summer day in 1979 when me, my friend Paul, this kid named Eric and the one tomboyish girl Courtney bmxed it down to the old, abandoned "fish and game club" called "Indian Hills" on the Jessop River (a creek actually) and got chased by a crazy lady on her horse, and we all ditched our bikes and ran down into the fens near the small lake and swam to the island and hid til she left.

Absolutely. I wish I could coach the younger me through my free educational career along the way. Maybe even be more socially active. I don't know if it would make that much of a difference in the end, but anythings possible.