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A Letter To My Imposter Syndrome
I’ve decided to go in a different direction. I wish you well in your future endeavors and appreciate the time you’ve contributed
Dear Imposter Syndrome,
I hear your message of impossibility, and ultimately I respect your perspective. How could I possibly have these opportunities and see them to their fruition? It is by no means a reflection of experience or capabilities that allowed this window to open for me. Or that’s what you would lead me to believe. Who am I, you scream so loudly, to become more? Who am I to even try? I should stay in my box. I am safe in its limitations. I am comforted by its restrictions. It is within this box you would prefer me to stay because this box is sure and familiar.
Although I respect your perspective, I disagree and politely decline your invitation to remind within the confines of comfort. It is with a light heart that I come to you today to that I decline your invitation to remain in the confines of comfort and eagerly open myself up to the unknown. Upon reflection, I have ample examples of how the foreign has provided abundance for me. I can anticipate your retort to this, as it has been the same for years.
“Think of the pain and discomfort. What has come to you has been via a journey of heartbreak and hurt. Is that truly what you desire?”