I'm addicted to healing. Analyze this: what if my constant "healing journey" is just another way to avoid living? Map my healing: therapy, spiritual practices, self-help books, workshops, courses, healing modalities. Then calculate: years spent healing, money spent healing, energy spent healing. Now compare: what have I actually built while healing? Where's my life? Expose the truth: I'm using healing as a reason to not participate in life. I'm always "working on myself" which means I never have to work on anything real. Healing has become my identity, my excuse, and my hiding place. When does healing end and living begin? Or am I using "I'm still healing" to avoid the risk of actually showing up? Show me where healing is genuine vs. where it's become my sophisticated form of avoidance. Include: what I'm not doing because I'm "healing," when healing becomes procrastination, and whether I'm healing or just hiding.