What would your life look like equipped with the knowledge nobody would care?
For about 3 weeks, I found myself jealous of absolutely everyone.
Imposter Syndrome is a lot like alcoholism or gout. It comes in waves, but even when you’re not having an episode, it sits there dormant, waiting for the right mix of circumstances to trigger a flare up.
It’s not that my head is big, it’s just disproportionate.
One of the many ‘jobs’ I’ve had is to run a live performance theatre. I put ‘job’ in…