That’s it then. This is how it ends. I haven’t even read Proust.

Does not people’s preoccupation these days with drugs, alcohol, medication and self deception prove that the truth not only hurts, but it is torture to bear?

Isn’t it obvious in in today’s world from people’s preoccupation with self-medication, drug and alcohol use, rationalization and avoidance distraction that the truth doesn’t just hurt, it’s extremely painful.