I had that shit figured out by the time I was a teenager because my parents gently encouraged me to see the world for what it really was. That's all it took.

That's the most encouraging part to read from your post. That your parents cared enough to help you see the world for it is.

I think it's easy to swallow the doom-pills when you read and see so many stories from young kids (especially those in the early teenage years) talk about experimenting, and searching, and seeking out their identity from within the cultural strongholds of the Globalists, which typically consists of all the anti-white, globohomo propaganda we all despise here.