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The Difference Between Healing and Self-Abandonment

April 17, 20266 min read

I want to talk about something I don't hear discussed enough in healing spaces.

Not the resistance to healing. Not the people who avoid the work. But the other ones. The ones who are deeply committed, who show up consistently, who have read every book and sat in every circle and still carry a quiet, persistent feeling that they are not enough yet.

I've been one of those people. And I've sat with many of them.

What I've come to understand is this: there is a version of the healing path that, underneath all its sincerity, is still a form of running away from yourself. And until you can see it clearly, it will masquerade as growth.


The Fixing Mentality

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There's a particular kind of exhaustion that comes from treating yourself as a problem to be solved.

You know the feeling. The constant audit. The sense that every reaction you have is data, evidence of something still unhealed, still incomplete. The moment a difficult emotion arises and instead of feeling it, you're already analyzing it, categorizing it, wondering which childhood wound it belongs to and what practice might finally clear it.

The healing becomes a project. And you are both the project manager and the project.

This is what I call the fixing mentality, and it is incredibly common among people who are genuinely committed to growth. Because it wears the clothes of consciousness. It sounds like self-awareness. It looks, from the outside, like serious inner work.

But underneath it, there is often something else entirely: a deep, unexamined belief that you are not acceptable as you currently are. That the you who still gets triggered, still collapses sometimes, still carries grief or anger or fear, is the unfinished version. The draft.

And the real you, the worthy one, the one who deserves ease and love and rest, lives somewhere on the other side of enough healing.


Spiritual Perfectionism

In spiritual communities, this pattern has a particular texture.

It shows up as the person who is perpetually "in process." Who measures their worth by how regulated their nervous system is, how little they react, how quickly they can return to equanimity. Who feels embarrassed, not just uncomfortable, when they lose their center. Who secretly compares their progress to others in the circle and finds themselves wanting.

It shows up as the quiet voice that says: I should be past this by now.

I have heard that voice. I have said those words to myself more times than I can count.

And what I want to offer, gently, is this: that voice is not the voice of growth. That voice is the voice of abandonment. Specifically, of self-abandonment, the act of turning away from yourself in this moment, in favor of a more acceptable future version of you that doesn't yet exist.

Spiritual perfectionism is still perfectionism. And perfectionism, at its root, is the refusal to be here, as you are, right now.


Working on Yourself vs. Being in Relationship with Yourself

Here is the distinction that changed everything for me.

There is a difference between working on yourself and being in a loving relationship with yourself.

Working on yourself treats you as something to be improved. It is future-oriented, goal-focused, and implicitly suggests that where you are is insufficient. It asks: what's wrong, and how do I fix it?

Being in a loving relationship with yourself is something else entirely. It asks: what is here, and can I meet it with kindness?

A loving relationship doesn't require the other person to change before you'll offer them care. You don't withhold your love until your partner heals their attachment wounds. You don't suspend compassion until your friend becomes the version of themselves you think they could be.

And yet, that is often exactly what we do to ourselves.

We say: I will be gentle with myself once I'm less reactive. I will rest when I've done enough work. I will stop pushing when I've finally cleared this pattern.

The irony is that this conditional self-regard, this love that's always waiting on the other side of improvement, is itself a wound. Often one of the deepest ones. And it cannot be healed by more healing. It can only be healed by a different quality of attention entirely.


When the Drive to Heal Is a Way of Leaving Yourself

I want to say something that might be uncomfortable.

A symbolic oil painting of a woman formed from interlocking puzzle pieces, with several pieces gently floating away. Within her silhouette, a winding path leads to a warmly lit cottage beneath a golden tree. The artwork is painted in warm gold, earthy browns, soft blues, and muted purples, symbolizing healing, self-discovery, and the journey toward inner wholeness.

Sometimes, the busyness of healing is a distraction from simply being present with what is.

Constant courses, constant practices, constant inner work can, if we're not careful, become another way of not arriving. Not stopping. Not feeling the grief that's actually there, or the loneliness, or the love, or the ordinary human tiredness of being alive.

If you are always working on yourself, you never have to just be yourself.

That is not a judgment. I understand the impulse completely. Being with yourself, really being with yourself, without the buffer of a practice or a process or a framework, can feel enormously vulnerable. The fixing gives us something to do with the feeling. Something to do with the fear.

But healing that asks you to perpetually leave yourself in pursuit of a better self is not, at its deepest level, healing at all.

Real healing, I've come to believe, is the gradual dismantling of the reasons you leave.


What Genuine Growth Actually Feels Like

I don't want to leave you with the impression that inner work is wrong, or that striving for growth is harmful. It isn't.

But genuine growth has a different quality to it. It feels less like climbing and more like expanding. Less like fighting and more like softening. It tends to come with more self-forgiveness, not less. More capacity to be with your own imperfection without immediately rushing to correct it.

Genuine growth doesn't require you to dislike yourself as you currently are. In fact, I'd argue it requires exactly the opposite: a willingness to look at what is here, to be with it honestly and without flinching, and to bring it a quality of care that doesn't depend on it changing.

That's a radical act. Especially for people who have learned, somewhere along the way, that love was conditional. That belonging required performance. That the acceptable version of them was always slightly ahead of where they were.


A Closing Thought

If you've read this far, there's a good chance something in it resonated.

Maybe you recognize the fixing mentality in yourself. Maybe you've been on the healing path for years and still carry that quiet whisper of not enough yet. Maybe you're tired, and some part of you already knows that the exhaustion isn't a sign you need more work. It's a sign you need more rest, more warmth, more of the unconditional presence you've been hoping healing would eventually earn you.

What if you didn't have to earn it?

What if the version of you that exists right now, reactive, unfinished, still carrying things, still figuring it out, what if that version is already worth loving?

Not as a destination. Not as the you that healing will eventually produce.

But now. As you are. Here.

That's not a retreat from growth. That's the ground it grows from.

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With love,

Claudia & Adam Purple Eagle Tribe

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