My super ego is a bitch

I think my super ego is getting worse every day, this week in particular. How much I eat, how far I walk, how much time I spend with the kids, what does Andrea think of me, how do I look, should I try talking more to the older monks, my face is breaking out, am I getting sun burnt, should I say namaste or just smile or do nothing to people when I pass them on the street, am I being rude at dinner by standing in the wrong place in line, do I say thank you too much, will people look at my pictures and think I'm fat, and on and on and on.