The kind of things I write on 750words if I’m not working on a story:
I am a little envious of those who are successful, yet I fear being successful myself. I feel guilty if I win something, if I do something of consequence that’s good, and I win recognition for it, because I feel I’m a fraud.
I just realised I have named Imposter Syndrome. Damnit. I know I have this, but I feel I’m a fraud for saying I have this, because it feels like I’m admitting that I am awesome.
I am, but how do I convince myself that I have the right to be awesome, and it’s something I should keep on doing because I am awesome, and not because I’m just a lonely fake who somehow manages to get away with it?
Original entry as appearing at Ink to Screen.