I've written elsewhere about changing my mind. It can be equal parts exhilarating, disorienting, and destabilizing. Whether you're "deconstructing" the fundamentalist religion of your upbringing, or walking away from the "cult" of "wokeness", shedding beliefs that limit your ability to apprehend truth almost inevitably entails a patchwork of emotions. But the elation of finally admitting what you've been avoiding all along is frequently followed up at dismay towards your past self for holding such beliefs in the first place. It's hard not to feel profound resentment.