The ego as a best friend

I used to think my ego was bad. But I found out it always has had my best interests in mind. Like a best friend. Like a servant almost. I love my ego now. It’s always there for me. And it doesn’t mean I have to believe all the stories it tells me.
– TS on Facebook.

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