When You Fear Letting Go Of The Old You

I was afraid to get better. And when I say "I", I mean my ego. I thought if I got better, no one would care about me anymore. No one would ask me how I am or think about me. That if I was well people would get on with their lives and I'd be left on my own. Sounds fkd up, and it is, however I appreciate the ways of the ego and the lengths it'll go to, to keep me in a box of, "this is just the way life is!" So when Professor Jackson, my Neurologist said to me, "you can be pain free if you choo...