The harsh truth is that we don't really avoid reality. We avoid the hit to our comfort. We grab the story that hurts less and treat it like solid ground. And sure, it works... until it doesn't. When those rented illusions expire, the impact reveals what we already sensed. Comfort wasn't clarity. It was a shield. Some may think it's being fake or weak, but it isn't. It's just our human tendency that shows when we're trying to reduce the pain and uncertainty. But maybe, the most hard thing is asking yourself: Is your "idea" of happiness based on safety or on honesty?