I used to laugh at Flat Earth videos.
I still do not believe the Earth is flat. I want to make that clear. But one night, I watched a video that stayed in my head longer than I expected.
Not because it convinced me.
Because it made me realize how much of what I believe comes from trust.
Trust in photos. Trust in schools. Trust in agencies. Trust in people I will never meet.
That thought bothered me more than the theory itself.
For weeks, I started questioning everything too much. Sunsets, plane routes, the horizon, old maps. I knew I was going too deep, but something about the doubt felt addictive.
Then I noticed the same thing in almost every conspiracy rabbit hole: the theory is not always the strongest part.
The strongest part is the feeling that someone is hiding something from you.
Maybe that is why people fall into it.
Not because the Earth is flat.
But because trust is fragile once it cracks.