A Question For the Mentors

I want to go back in time.
I want to find the person who convinced me of a secret.
The secret was that this system could be fixed.
The trick, they said, is that the system can only be fixed from within.
I felt instantly empowered.
For the first time, I believed.
I entered the game.
I played my part.
I mastered the rules.
But then, I looked to my teachers.
Those masters of the system.
And I realized they had not shown me everything.
One finally admitted.
They always hid the hardest truth.
No one could show me to fix the system.
The hardest truth is that the system cannot be fixed.
It cannot be fixed because it is not broken.
In fact, trying to fix the system adds to its strength.
As your energy drains, the system gains power.
As your hope withers, the system poisons you with fear.
And when you finally hit the wall.
When you lose control from the madness.
The system makes you a spectacle.
And takes one giant step forward.
The system is not broken.
But me, I am.
I want to go back in time.
I want to find the person who convinced me of this secret.
I want to show them my brokenness.
And ask if this is what they intended.