But all of this comes down to, how do you resist that despair after such a starkly terrifying and bleak insight? How does one cope with absolute nothingness? How do you overcome that visceral fear so that you can actually go one with your life?

Or maybe I'm looking at this the wrong way because it's part of my OCPD where I've just found something to obsess over that is the ultimate obsession--the obsession that can never be overcome? It seems like as the periphery of my circle of knowledge expands, I realize more and more how little I actually know, and that in itself is rather disturbing.