The disenchanters lurk everywhere, even in quiet, wealthy land; some are passers-by: bullies, small-time backyard tyrants, bureaucrats. Others are rulers, teachers or parents.
In one way or another, such people – most likely poisoned themselves - drain your illusions, trust, dreams, and beauty. They wreck your compass. They debase you.
Pay the price to fight back or if you cannot, run away but do not break in to their twisted "real world". If it happened, find a way to wash yourself. Consider revenge - not for he sake of hate, that would be their victory - but to to get even in your soul, make justice because your soul needs balance. Make it become true in your personal life story that disenchantment is punished. On the spot, or later, time does not matter. This is a fight for your quality of life.
When good hope and self-respect are broken, you are contaminated, open to do the worst. When your trust is wrecked that the world is understandable, lawful and foreseeable, you are jailed for life.
If you were brought to see the world as arbitrary, indifferent, perverse and cruel, there is no need for prisons, police and yoke, no need for Hell; you are banished to live in the empire of evil, until you die. No need of chains, you are crippled. You will carry, branded on your eye-balls, the distorting lens that makes certain the presence of wicked ugliness, wherever you go.
Whole nations get to live in such parallel worlds, bullied by tyrants or by beastly Utopias. Half a century may be needed for a people to wake up from the disenchanted nightmare of helplessness.
Have no mercy for the killer of trust.