By far the most effective psyop that the 4chan/adjacent websites' misery stew inflicts on its users is the idea that they're just hated for having problems, rather than the reality which is that they are having those problems exploited to radicalize them into insular hate communities that want them to alienate anyone not in the community, and that they are being manipulated into alienating everyone who could support them.
So much of the criticism I've gotten for the orangecel desaturatoid comic on twitter boils down to "you simply do not understand that my way of coping with dysphoria by going to the dysphoria worsening website and stewing in misery is necessary, because your dysphoria is simply lesser. Stop invalidating my dysphoria, which is more real than yours, and demands that I do this."
This illustrates a fundamental part of how these communities operate: Anyone who criticizes the way they operate must simply be the Other that they build up in their minds. It's all reflexive ways to dismiss outsiders. Chad/passoids/normies simply do not understand. Nobody in the out-group has any familiarity with how it feels, nobody has ever gotten out, nobody is telling you that this is bad for you from experience.
It's absolutely baffling watching these barely even adults say that I, someone who transitioned in my mid-20s, can't possibly understand what dysphoria is like. I was so uncomfortable being perceived at all as a teenager that I simply did not go outside. I lived in MMOs. Until I learned that voice training was possible I was so hopeless about even trying transition that I didn't dare to consider the option.
I would stay up hours past midnight in meaningless fucking arguments on 4chan that served no other purpose than to make me miserable. I fucking know how you feel because I was you, and I am telling you, get the fuck out of there.
I used /lgbt/ and the reddit satellites every day for almost 2 years, because I was already so ashamed and hopeless i couldn't function. The colourful queer positivity I saw everywhere else was agonising: I just wanted SOMEBODY to say "I get it: this is a terrifying, unfair, lonely nightmare and you're not unacceptable for resenting it."
It was the only place I (wrongly) felt actually cared about a fucked-up mid-20s trans woman, too terrified and humiliated to leave her room anymore. I HATED hearing from people who talked about joy and pride when i couldn't even imagine it. Only 4chan talked about those shitty feelings without asking me to do things I couldn't do, like make friends or not hate myself or hope for something impossible.
It was the only contact I had with the trans community and the only time i was open with anyone at all. I had some wonderful conversations on there and it probably saved my life. I still haven't really replaced it: I'm isolated and have no support at all because i'm irrationally terrified of being the ugly, stupid freak annoying the Real Women. I was like that long before 4chan and i still have trouble with it. I'm still half in the closet.
But yeah: for all I loved about the board, it's a neverending sinkhole of bitterness and it only drags you down. Somehow I grew out of it. If I'd stayed I would never have come out to anyone, or told anyone my name, or even stopped wearing shitty men's clothes outside. I'm still a depressed, abnormal, lonely wreck and i'm still falling very short, but I'm genuinely so much better now.
I think this is a really really important perspective that isn't well discussed online. the lines between what we call 'the tar pit' and 'radicalisation' and 'self harm' and 'self soothing' are often blurry, and almost always entangle people who are already in crisis or can feel themselves teetering close to it. when you're in that place, the well-meaning shit people say to you can feel like the equivalent of 'just take up pilates for your depression'. it feels condescending at best, and reality warping at worst. but you still have to hear it, unfortunately. you still have to see light coming in through the cracks, even if it hurts your eyes. it's the only way they'll eventually adjust.