We are all broken. Broken by rules, relations, and rituals.
This brokenness has its misery, a hollow world. A world that makes us not believe in ourselves. A world that makes us no nuts over our minuscule success. A world that makes us not believe in our own self.
There is so much one can achieve in his own silo. The aspiration of self can drive us to glory. But the caretakers of this society thrives on our brokenness. They make us their disciples via religion, god, and gurus.
It is wise to know the broken self. It helps us in not getting run over some leader, demi-god.