How I Use My Impostor Syndrome
To Combat my Rampant Personal Puffery
I know it’s not becoming, but sometimes being a worldly writer-type gets the best of me.
I look at my bank balance, and can’t believe how made I’ve got it. Wow. I am really something.
Then when I realize that my ego levels are getting too high, I understand it is probably time for some introspection and fraud-calling. I ask myself what kind of person would even use the word “puffery.”
Then I realize that I am not a fraud. But I also realize all of my minor successes are not totally unearned.
I can’t take the credit either. The simple fact is that I am blessed.
I work some. I’m lucky some. When I start something I am usually too stupid or stubborn to quit it.
Not an impostor.
