I'll start
>be me
>2010 or 2011
>see the flood of an animated series depicting colorful ponies intended for little girls being spammed all over the internet
>see this trend of adult and teen males going around calling themselves bronies like a special cult filled with autists
>profile pictures of ponies invade every corner of the internet
>this bothers me greatly and i then begin to lash out towards these pseudo-autists
>i get curious as to how any grown man could possibly get enraptured in such an innocent and rather childish show
>watch some of the first season
>didnt really see the appeal besides the cute ponies and maybe the lore
>read some greentexts on a chan even though i despised reading as a whole
>realize that i suddenly love reading and begin to explore fimfiction for all of the anon in equestria stories
>"god wouldnt it be cool to suddenly wake up in a world filled with sapient ponies"
>start to explore the raunchier side of mlp fictions
>have never been this invested in reading before
>hundreds of thousands of words per fiction
>realize that horse pussy was always the best
>i have become what i have hated
>i end up buying a body pillow of a feral pony
>i stumble upon /x/ material talking about tulpas
>i research it a bit more and actually attempt to make my very own
>get a strange frequency of brief but painful headaches everytime meditating throughout the tulpa process
>one day ask how my tulpa is doing and get a "im okay" which scares the fuck out of me to where i jolt upwards a little while my eyes shot open
>whether just self-induced schizophrenia or not i want to remain attached to something i can talk to anywhere at anytime
I no longer want to pursue human females and would rather start filling my head with all kinds of "personality disorders" versus alimony and lawsuits. Is this the ultimate red pill, or have I been Jewed with all sorts of delusion?