Well said, Anon. The redpill is a process, you're right. Wisdom is bought with a price, and that price is Innocence. Loss always entails grieving, in stages: We cling to it, surrender it, mourn it, and finally march on.
>Everyone's really good, just misunderstood
>It can't be Good vs. Evil, that's too simple
>It really is Good vs. Evil
>The Evil is greater than I thought possible
>It's too big to fight, impossible to beat. Why try?
>Because we're not alone in it. Together, we win.
And humor helps a lot, anon. It's one of the greatest strengths of the chans, gallows humor, surrender into the absurd. It's the part of our innocence we never lose, and that's what will save us. It helps remind us evil has always existed, has always felt too big to defeat, but has always been absurdly incapable of hiding the Emperor Has No Clothes because pompous, deluded, fully exposed assholes are funny. Laughter is contagious. If we can laugh together, we remember that we can fight together too.
Freakin' laserbeams