This article sums up a lot of my existence. Not having a degree in graphic design, despite twenty years professional experience, am I good enough? Close to 200 applications sent across the country within the past year, I must not be good enough? So I have over 30 years of stage experience, with no professional training, why should I be on stage? What difference am I making in the world with my faith? I never do enough for a board, so why should I even be on it. Do I really have enough good qualities, or why I am single?
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Yes, Impostor Syndrome Is Real. Here’s How to Deal With It
By ABIGAIL ABRAMS June 20, 2018
Have you ever felt like you don’t belong? Like your friends or colleagues are going to discover you’re a fraud, and you don’t actually deserve your job and accomplishments?
If so, you’re in good company. Continue reading Yes, Impostor Syndrome Is Real.
Last week was a tough one. On Tuesday, worked on a client project. Win. Had Taco Tuesday with a cherished friend. Win. Met with my Veteran Service Officer regarding my newly designated DAV status and Continue reading what is this
Rambling Journal Entry #180604: Here I sit, pondering to share or not to share, and without a doubt, Continue reading Burgers
Today I had my follow-up appointment with my psychiatrist. She expressed her concern that I do everything for everybody else, but Continue reading and then
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure . . . It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.”
— Marianne Williamson
A quote by Soren Kierkegaard on Purpose and Potential —
“If I were to wish for anything, I should not wish for wealth and power, but for the passionate sense of the potential, for the eye which, ever young and ardent, sees the possible. Pleasure disappoints, possibility never. And what wine is so sparkling, what so fragrant, what so intoxicating as possibility!”
― Either/Or: A Fragment of Life
As I start 2018, with no job, plodding through group therapy, and a troubled outlook with life, from the bottom looking up, I catch a glimmer of potential and possibilities. Who knows what this year can bring, but I hopefully shall meet it with an ardent spirit.
Only in God’s grace.