"These aren't even that good. I think I could do better." That's one of the reasons I started writing. Because I was reading other articles and that thought came to mind. I've even thought that about books. Famous books. Brilliant books.

 

“这些都不够好，我觉着自己能做得更好。”这就是我开始写作的原因之一，因为我读别人的文章时就有了那样的想法。我甚至对书也有过那样的想法，包括名著和经典著作。

 

Who the fuck am I to think that?

 

That's my ego¹.

 

And I'm grateful for it.

 

Because I never would've started writing without it. I never would've found something I love to do without it. I never would've been able to quit my 9-5 without it.

 

But...

 

Sometimes I get too caught up in it. I'll let other people's accomplishments² get inside me and make me feel bad. I become jealous. I become resentful.

 

I let myself be tricked into think I'm not good enough, or doing enough, or being enough. That's when my ego becomes unhelpful.

 

I don't think having an ego is good or bad.

 

I think it's good and bad.

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