You pull back.
You cancel.
You crave quiet.
You turn inward.
It feels like peace at first.
You’re alone — and it feels good.
Safe.
Clear.
But slowly, that silence gets heavy.
And you start wondering
if you’ve retreated
or disconnected.
There’s a thin line.
Solitude is a reunion.
Isolation is a retreat from connection.
Solitude says:
I want to be with myself.
Isolation says:
I don’t feel like I belong anywhere else.
Solitude fills you.
Isolation flattens you.
Solitude brings clarity.
Isolation breeds distortion —
about yourself,
about others,
about your worth.
You say:
- “I just need space.”
- “I’m fine.”
- “I like being alone.”
And maybe you do.
But ask:
- Is this silence nourishing me — or numbing me?
- Am I pulling away for peace — or because I’m afraid I won’t be received?
- Am I being with myself — or hiding from being seen?
Solitude makes you more of yourself.
Isolation makes you disappear a little more each day.
This is the Cushy way.
Silence with self-connection.
Aloneness that heals, not hides.
Space that softens, not erases.
You deserve the quiet.
Just don’t forget —
you also deserve to be heard.
