That’s right, I’m talking to you, sitting at your work desk scrolling through your now “old-school” iPhone 6, refreshing your news feed, Instagram, and Snapchat an embarrassing number of times in a weird apathetic routine that your brain has, at this point, outsourced to mere muscle memory.
While the misplaced feelings of anxiety and fear that are part of living with Imposter Syndrome can be debilitating at times, there are ways to harness your self-doubt and turn it into a sort of superpower.
You don’t feel like your best self around this person.
Lisa’s story, her power-hold over cancer, and her raw sense of humor have started to give me hope. Hope for what, I can’t really articulate. I just know I’ve felt hope for the first time in a long time.
So where am I now? Back to the dating apps. I have re-downloaded Tinder and Bumble. I now avoid yuppie CPA’s with no sense of humor. And I’m working through my issues as best as I can (a.k.a. consuming lots of Trader Joes wine and desperately perusing self-help blogs!).
“Your way with words gets me hard” I sat up in my bed, causing the pile of Lindor Truffle wrappers on the pillow next to me to fly in all directions.