[ It's straight-forward, at least, because what's the point in lying about it? She's spent too much of her life brainwashed to trust herself. There used to be ways to reassure herself that things were real, that she was herself, but she can't trust those anymore either. Not now that she knows that she wasn't. It's even hard for her to accept the new reality as reality, given the solipsistic possibility that she's just awoken into another dream niggles at her. ]
And don't ask me if I trust the Matrix. I wouldn't be here if I did.
[ She would have taken the blue pill and enjoyed blissful ignorance. ]
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[ It's straight-forward, at least, because what's the point in lying about it? She's spent too much of her life brainwashed to trust herself. There used to be ways to reassure herself that things were real, that she was herself, but she can't trust those anymore either. Not now that she knows that she wasn't. It's even hard for her to accept the new reality as reality, given the solipsistic possibility that she's just awoken into another dream niggles at her. ]
And don't ask me if I trust the Matrix. I wouldn't be here if I did.
[ She would have taken the blue pill and enjoyed blissful ignorance. ]