You tell yourself it’ll get better.
You hold the vision.
You believe in what’s possible — even when it feels far.
That’s hope.
It breathes.
It steadies.
It helps you hold on.
But sometimes, what you’re calling hope
is just a refusal to look at what is.
There’s a thin line.
Hope says:
This can grow into something good.
Denial says:
Everything’s fine — even when it’s not.
Hope sees the storm and the sky behind it.
Denial pretends it’s not raining.
Hope keeps your eyes open.
Denial keeps them shut.
Hope lets truth and possibility share space.
Denial chooses comfort over clarity.
You say:
- “It’ll work out.”
- “They didn’t mean it.”
- “I’m sure it’s nothing.”
- “This is just a phase.”
And maybe that’s true.
But sometimes those phrases
are just softer ways to say,
“I’m not ready to face this yet.”
Hope holds tension with grace.
Denial dissolves it prematurely.
Hope lets you move forward with awareness.
Denial keeps you still, smiling in place.
Ask yourself:
- Am I facing this with open eyes — or covering it in positivity?
- Do I believe it can change — or am I afraid to admit it won’t?
- Am I trusting the future — or avoiding the truth of now?
This is the Cushy way.
Hope that breathes with truth.
Soft belief without spiritual bypass.
Eyes open, heart full.
You don’t have to lie to stay light.
You can carry hope and honesty together.
