Looking forward to hearing what happens when the superego comes knocking!
Katrina Diesel

Well, it came knocking…with a battering ram! But luckily I had set up a trampoline on its side just inside the door and the superego just bounced right back out the door. In other words, now that I recognise it more, I can let it be there, but not have to engage with it. I also tell it I love it and give it a consciousness cuddle. It’s a big softie really. It just wants attention. ;-)

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