What am I coping for exactly? Like there are secretly a bunch of good guys about to fix everything but I just don't want to believe it? Why would I not want to believe that? That's exactly what I would believe if I was 5. You are the one coping here. Evil is a thing. Grow up and quit pretending.
You're the one acting like good guys don't exist. Misery loves company, they say. Unfortunately, your consensus with other miserable people isn't doing you any good. If you stopped letting the misery consume you, you just may benefit from a better and more coherent frame that doesn't depend so heavily on you not wanting to be alone. Success can get lonely and maybe one day you'll grow up and see why that is. Too bad I'd flguess you'll just continue playing victim like the demoralized Redditors you try to compare yourself with, all without knowing you're just a clone with no way to set a fire.
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