We’re Not Sick—We’re Just Addicted to the Illusion
- Karen Di Gloria
- Aug 26
- 2 min read
Let’s get uncomfortable for a second.
Society doesn't care about your emotional well-being. Not really. It cares that you show up. That you’re dressed well enough, productive enough, smiling enough. That you’ve got the latest iPhone, a new car, your skin is smooth, and your body looks "snatched" in a selfie. But ask yourself this:
How do you actually feel?
Because here’s the truth: We live in a world that values physical stability over emotional stability. And the craziest part? We all know it. Deep down. We say it all the time:
“Money can’t buy happiness.”
“Money can’t buy love.”
“Money is the root of all evil.”
Yet we chase it like it’s the god we secretly worship. We pour our energy into soul-draining jobs so we can buy things we don’t need, to impress people who probably don't even like us. We numb ourselves with shopping, scrolling, bingeing, and bottles of wine labeled “self-care.” We’ll go into debt for cosmetic surgery, designer clothes, or a night out—but balk at the cost of therapy, real food, holistic care, or anything that actually helps us feel whole again.
We’ve become addicted to appearances.
We treat the outside—what people can see—and ignore the inside. We are emotionally bankrupt in a world that shames vulnerability and praises masks. We’ll pay out of pocket for poison (yes, that includes alcohol and processed garbage passed off as food), but when it comes to healing? We complain that “functional medicine is too expensive” or “alternative healing isn’t covered by insurance.” No shit. It’s not meant to be. It actually works—and that threatens a system built on your sickness.
We are hypnotized. Programmed. Trained to chase dopamine hits instead of inner peace.
And if that sounds dramatic, good. It should. Because this is the uncomfortable truth: We know what we’re doing is backwards. But we keep doing it because the illusion is everywhere—24/7. On your feed. On billboards. In every conversation about success, status, or being "good enough." We've built an entire culture around looking okay while silently falling apart.
But here’s the twist: We are not powerless. We are just disconnected. From our bodies. Our spirit. Each other. Real nourishment doesn’t come from a paycheck or a perfect Instagram photo. It comes from sunlight, stillness, emotional honesty, community, crying when you need to cry, laughing from the belly, and remembering who the hell you were before the world told you what to be.
So maybe it’s time we stop feeding the lie. Maybe it's time to stop playing along.
Because the truth? You don’t need more stuff.
You need more soul.
If any part of this touched something inside you, I’d love to know.
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⚠️ This post was just the surface.
Stay tuned—I'm about to go deeper into the illusions we've normalized, the truths we've forgotten, and the real medicine we've been conditioned to fear.
In sacred rebellion,
Karen Di Gloria💥
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