Honestly I never expected that in all my discussions of the show since roughly around the beginning of this year would lead to this moment.
And when I rewatched the show, I was feeling this epiphany rise the entire time, but I was in denial. As I remembered and saw everything all over again, this realization was being drilled into me, but I chose anger and ignorance above all else to shelter myself. But the rising tide eventually consumed me and I had to relent and submit the truth that I now see.
My overall opinion of the show has not changed. It is still a rather lousy and miserable time.
But I think I finally found freedom despite it all.
I found peace.
After more than a decade I can start feeling some sort of ease.
And I found freedom and peace and ease by embracing pure fucking insanity.
I thank you all. Everyone who engaged with me and even the people that thought I was a fucking weirdo telling me to fuck off. That was the drive I needed.
My Terifag illness from all those years ago lead to this moment.
Unreal.
I don’t even care if I’m ultimately wrong at the end, at this moment I feel bliss from my insanity. I am happy.
