Non-duality goes on about how our unreal ego suffers in its experience of life.  Yes, it does...but not always.  There is so much of my life (AND my ego, I blush to say) that I love, even when it's felt as separation: often precisely BECAUSE of separation (hugging myself with glee for being me!!) - although obviously at other times being me is experienced as the bottom-most pit of hell, fair dos.  So how does non-duality see those of our positive experiences of apparent separation that we can't help but cling to and love?  I think I hear you saying that's just me trying to secure my identity, and involvement of my ego means I'm not loving or seeing these things "clean".  But even if I am but looking through a glass darkly, it's a wonderful picture I'm seeing a lot of the time, which somehow feels all the more wonderful because I'M in it.

My 97 year old mother, who has dementia maybe said it best when she suddenly piped up the other week "nobody wants to die, do they, because God made the world so pretty". Yes, it's that feeling that often it's so brilliant surfing the wave of the illusory world, you just don't want to sink back into the ocean, no matter how much more real it is, thank you very much.