Imposter syndrome: You're Not the Only One

Is it normal to feel like your skin is vibrating? …

I finally did it, I got the keys and moved into the place on 4th and Main, the one with the floor-to-ceiling windows and the stupidly expensive marble in the kitchen. …

i’m sitting here at exactly 2:44 am and i’ve got 114 intro to bio papers stacked on my kitchen table which is actually just a folding card table i bought at target three years ago and my red pen is… …

i am literally standing in the starting corral right now and i think im gonna throw up on my shoes like actually. …

Anyone else feel like an imposter at their own miracle celebration? …

i’m sitting on my back porch right now looking at the japanese maples i planted and i just realized i’ve spent thirty years of my life being a total fraud. …

Does everyone feel like they’re living a double life or is it just me? …

For forty years, I was the one who handled the diapers, the catheters, the bills, and the endless, suffocating silence of a house that needed me to be its spine... …

i started this design internship thing three months ago at 49 years old which is already humiliating enough sitting next to kids who were born when i was already paying a mortgage and i just feel so… …

You look at your house—the three-bedroom sanctuary that requires a specific, quantifiable amount of deception to maintain—and you realize the structural integrity is compromised. …

I’m tired of the *machismo*, the constant performative grit you have to show just to keep the guys in line. …

I feel like a total fucking fraud. …

it was the city's "Rising Star" award ceremony and they gave me the trophy for Best New Chef. …

am i the only one who feels like they have to play dead just to keep someone else from feeling bad about their life... …

You see the new girls, the ones who were born with a screen in their hands, and they move through those digital boards like they’re playing a grand piano. …

I’ve spent forty years in corporate offices, you know? …

I was digging through an archived Yahoo account—some digital archaeology to find an old tax form—and I stumbled into the "Sent" folder from 2008. …

you ever just sit on your floor at 3am staring at a stack of neon green flyers that you spent forty bucks of your own grocery money to print and feel like you might actually vomit. …

ghostwriting their own life? …

I guess this is stupid but i was sitting in my seminar today on post-war literature and i looked at my hands and just started shaking bc these kids are talking about the aesthetics of labor and i’m… …