DEAR DR. NERDLOVE: So there is really no easier way to say this: I royally f--ked up, I f--ked up my friendships, I f--ked up my chances at dating, I f--ked up my chances of finding any community of like-minded individuals and I f--ked up all chances for possibly anyone too trust me ever again. All because my impulsiveness, insecurity, self-hatred, assumptions, letting stereotypes override reality and honestly, now with hindsight, willful ignorance also overriding said reality.
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This will be a doozy
Now for the context: I love Warhammer. It’s one of my favorites, if not THE favorite franchise and hobby, it helped me crawl out of a very deep and dark hole during the height of the pandemic whether it was learning the lore, playing the tabletop game and of course painting the miniatures. It was much later deep into my journey in this hobby/franchise that I well encountered many like-minded individuals on social (Instagram, Tiktok, Reddit, Discord etc.) the big community of painters, most if but not all of them were men, in some groups it was an absolute sausage fest. We stared out at first just hanging out on discord video calls painting out minis and shooting the ss--t absolutely geeking out about lore. When restrictions were getting lifted some of the people nearby me started well hanging out and showing off said minis and they even taught me how to play the game whether it was 40K, Killteam, Horus Heresy, Legion Imperialis and Age of Sigmar. We’d exchange tips and tricks and techniques on how to paint certain miniatures, which colors to use, what brushes to use for what etc. It was very stimulating for someone who’s always been a bit of an outsider and not really fitting in (especially after my very late autism diagnosis which honestly might explain but certainly not excuse my actions of what I did). Despite having all of this a hobby and community, there was something eating away at the back of my mind, something I really couldn’t ignore and some cases it felt like a woodpecker drilling at my skull: That won’t doing this thing that brings me joy and community make kind of an unf--kable loser in the eyes of a lot of women? Because no shocker I’m a virgin in his late 20s and well I felt in a way I’m also perpetuating a stereotype of the loser neckbeard virgin by enjoying this hobby and community which again with hindsight was a pretty messed up thing to think. Especially when a lot of guys who I hung out with had wives and girlfriends some of which even joined in the fun of painting with us. And these guys weren’t even Adonis or conventionally good looking they were just average regular looking guys, some tall, short, skinny, fat, full hair or balding yet had women who loved them for their passions and interest.
So how did I royally f--k up such a good thing I had going for me? Well, it all started when not only when I actually a date with a very surprisingly conventionally attractive woman but when she asked me what my hobbies and interests are. Just reading this one article that cited that statistic that what is the least attractive hobby for women that men have and surprise collecting figures was on top of that list. So, what did I do in that moment? Well something that now once again with hindsight I deeply, deeply regretted; I essentially told her a half truth about my hobby of painting Warhammer minis while simultaneously throwing my own friends and community under the bus in order to impress her and make her attracted to me somehow, essentially saying yes I do this as a hobby but I’m not affiliated with those manchildren, incels, neckbeards and losers. She seemed rather uncomfortable that I used such harsh and volatile language to describe people like me. I guess her being conventionally attractive made me think she was vain, catty and quite bimboish based on my ridiculous assumptions.
So, after not only did I not get a second date, but word definitely spread of what I’ve done with in my own community. I don’t know how, but I got messages asking how could I have thrown my own community under the bus in order to impress a girl. I was banned from all group chats, blocked on a mass scale and well not invited to group events. And well, if it isn’t the consequences of my actions. This ss--t really messed me up caused me to self-isolate, emotionally eat, and, hell, destroy some of my minis it fits of rage. For weeks, if not months, I’d just come home and cry myself to sleep wallowing in self-pity and self-hatred. I couldn’t have the energy or motivation to paint or do the hobby I loved without a knot in my stomach and the urge to throw up because it’s used as a reminder of what I did and how many people I’ve hurt. I’ve been in therapy and while it has helped it hasn’t really healed from the loneliness and isolation that’s eating me alive.
So now I don’t know what to do, do I return to my old group and seek reconciliation because part of me believes I’m not gonna get forgiveness nor do I deserve it? Do I move town? Start again and find a fresh new group of people? Will I find my painting girlfriend in those groups? What do I do Doc? I am very stuck and how I truly move on from such a colossal catastrophic f--k up.
Sincerely, Manfred Von Erebus
Ps if you nerd know, you know.
DEAR MANFRED VON EREBUS: This isn’t a doozy, MVE. It’s the opposite of one. It sounds far more like a tempest in a teacup than some “man, you don’t f--k up small, do you?” I’m going to level with you: it is really hard to tell just how much of this is hyperbole and how much of this is serious and, quite frankly, that’s a problem.
If most of this is hyperbole – and it would be coming from most people – then all of the exaggeration and performative wailing and gnashing of teeth gets in the way of actually giving you a meaningful answer. Naming yourself after the two most disliked characters in the lore is the sort of over-the-top, excessively dramatic posturing that is profoundly not helpful, especially considering the supposed severity of your “crime”. Mostly it serves to annoy people by acting like it’s so much worse than it really is. After all, if the actual issue is that your friends are miffed at you for talking ss--t about them behind their front, that’s very different from “I have been banned from the Warhammer community in total and nobody in town will ever talk to me ever again”.
On the other hand, if you’re describing your actual emotional state and the way things honestly feel after all of this… well to be blunt, you’re overreacting to a level that seems almost operatic and I’m not sure you should be writing to an advice column so much as working with mental health professionals over some serious emotional dysregulation. While I’ve known folks who never learned that it takes more than drama to be a queen, destroying toys in fits of rage and “weeks, if not months” of isolation and depression are indicators that maybe the problem isn’t that you tripped over your dick because you got in your head about a pretty lady.
Now, even if we modulate things to what I believe most of us would agree is a more reasonable level, this is a prime example of why you need to get off about 90% of your social media accounts. We live in an era when RPGs got a shot in the arm because of shows like Stranger Things and several of the biggest s--ts on Netflix alone are based on a series of fantasy novels and video games. Similarly, a bunch of nerdy voice actors who like to get together to play wizards and warriors parleyed that into two s--t animated series, one of the hottest tickets in New York is to see people improv a game of D&D and a different group of intrepid heroes sold out Madison Square Garden as people paid used-car levels of money to watch someone else’s D&D campaign. And that’s before we get to the surge in popularity that the game itself has had, especially with women. The idea that playing D&D makes you a magician who makes sex disappear is outdated at best.
And while Warhammer may be a little more hardcore than D&D (and some of the worst people you know are a little too in love with the fascist overtones), it’s hardly the realm of unf--kable neckbeards. I mean, leaving aside that two of the biggest Warhammer nerds I know personally are an award-winning author, screenwriter and lieutenant of Megaforce, and a fellow dating coach, the most common meme for Warhammer is the same “heroin would be cheaper” jokes that anime nerds made in the late 90s and early 00s… and that’s primarily within the community. Outside of it, most people have no goddamn idea what Warhammer is.
At the same time, it seems like you weren’t actually interacting with the woman you were on the date with, so much as who you thought you were seeing. I have to wonder: were you actually listening to anything she was saying, or were you too busy trying to think of the next “perfect” thing to say and trying to come up with ways of impressing her? Because it seems to me like you weren’t actually engaged with her so much as the idea of her, right up until reality caught up with you as it slapped the taste out of your mouth.
I would also point out that the list of “hobbies that also turn off women” included things like “taxidermy”, “online trolling” and bird watching. It’s pretty clear that this is not a list to be taken seriously. At best, you’ve got a sprinkling of people on a subreddit answering another user’s poll, not a meaningful statistical study. At worst, you fell for some of the lowest-effort trolling possible.
My point is that you shot yourself in the foot, reloaded and shot again over a stereotype that hasn’t been a thing for a decade, in the name of impressing a completely different collection of stereotypes in your head. That has far more to do with you and the way you feel about yourself than it does about the world around us. You’re not interacting with people in the real world, even when they’re sitting right in front of you; you’re dealing with the people in your head.
As I’m so often saying: you need to pay attention to what you’re paying attention to and you in particular need to log off, go outside and touch grass.
Now once again, the issue at hand is one of how much of this is hyperbole on your part. The overly florid descriptions and over-the-top reactions that you describe – both your own and your community’s – makes it hard to tell just how badly you f--ked up.
While it’s certainly possible that people are pissed that you trashed them in hopes of impressing someone else, and I wouldn’t be surprised that this group ditched you because of it, this hardly sounds like you’ve salted the earth so thoroughly that you’ve been banned from all Warhammer ever. I mean, people have actual crimes and are still influential parts of the TTRPG scene. What this sounds like is basic social circle drama in a group where maybe you weren’t nearly as tight as you think you were. If that’s the case, the self-pitying is getting in the way of actually recognizing the degree to which you messed up and it’s going to make it way harder to actually make things right with them.
And if this was some band of brothers, then either you’ve left out some seriously important details as to why this would piss them off so much or they’re already incredibly thin-skinned and I wouldn’t be surprised if they have constant internecine chaos that would make the courtiers at Versailles seem well-adjusted.
As it is: you’ve got two choices. If you want to try to repair things with the friends you pissed off, you’re going to have to go back to them, hat in hand and ready to apologize. You’re going to have to be honest: you were stupid when trying to impress someone and talked ss--t because you were embarrassed and trying to cover for it. Then you’re going to have to be ready to eat a ration of ss--t and pretend that it’s steak if they decide to give you another chance. But if you do take this option, then you’re going to have to dial the hyperbole and florid writing way the f--k back. The amount of woe-is-me-I-am-the-lowliest-of-worms isn’t going to make people sympathetic, it’s going to annoy them. Be a grown-ass adult, own that you said some stupid ss--t that you didn’t mean that didn’t think would get back to them, apologize for saying it and don’t do it again.
Your other choice is to see this as the learning experience that it was and accept that losing this group of friends is the cost of letting your insecurities run the show. The good news is that I can promise you that these are hardly the only gamers in your area, and you can find others. You may have to deal with the occasional person who heard about your meltdown, but the only thing to do there is the same as I said earlier: own your ss--t. You let your insecurities get out of control and you talked trash that you didn’t mean because you thought it was going to impress someone and that was a stupid thing to do. Keep it to that level of detail: you were insecure, you said stupid ss--t, it was dumb of you. More than that and we’re right back to the pulling-of-hair-and-rending-of-clothes that mostly just annoys the hell out of people.
Though to be perfectly frank, the number of people who will have heard about it and can connect it to you will likely be in single digits. Frankly, as far as community drama goes, this is small beer.
But regardless, you’re going to need to deal with your insecurities and anxiety weasels – without the florid prose and self-flagellation – and part of that is going to mean that you need to walk away from the places that are reinforcing those beliefs. Getting out of the house, interacting with real people and disconnecting from the buckets of crabs you’ve been involved with is going to do a lot more for you than trying to pull up stakes in hopes of outrunning a reputation that most people simply aren’t going to give that much of a ss--t about.
Good luck.
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