Anime caused the incel epidemic by showing men idealized woman and now men expect that and will settle for nothing less. What’s going to be end result of this?

Anime ruined men and their expectations for woman’s high is why we see so many men just wasting their lives gooning to drawings of exaggerated woman. These men expect woman with absurdly large breasts to fall in eternal love with them for being “nice”. What’s going to be the end result of this?

Serious thread. No memes. A lot of modern men didn’t just get “influenced” by anime girls—they let themselves be replaced by them. 2D is engineered to reward passivity: perfect bodies without biology, devotion without earning it, conflict that resets after every episode, personalities reduced to sliders. It drip-feeds the illusion that being “nice” is enough, that intimacy is frictionless, that desire arrives on cue and never demands courage.

Meanwhile years are vanishing. Some of you aren’t dating, aren’t working, barely speaking to anyone offline. You call it comfort, but it’s sedation. Rooms get smaller, bodies softer, eyes duller. Your attention is trained to chase novelty, not depth. Rejection fear becomes your personality. You label real women “cold” because they won’t perform a script, and label the world “rigged” because it asks for competence you never built.

This isn’t society doing it to you. You picked the algorithm over the apprenticeship of becoming someone worth choosing. You outsourced meaning to consumption, then wondered why you feel empty. Effort precedes reward. Respect is rented monthly through reliability. Attraction follows proof, not pity. If you want devotion, be dependable. If you want beauty, cultivate health, taste, and presence. If you want a life, earn one.

Condemnation is deserved: you let your standards skyrocket while your output cratered. You mocked discipline, ghosted responsibility, and called surrender “self-care.” Own it. Then outgrow it. Touch iron. Read long. Ship work. Speak plainly. Risk the awkwardness that reality requires.

And the question you should fear: what’s the end result of a generation of men who decide women—or life—aren’t worth the effort? Fewer families, fewer builders, brittle politics, hollow towns, and a culture that forgets how to be brave. Is that really the legacy you want to leave behind?