My imposter runs rampant. In fact, she’s here with me right now as I write this post.
She doesn’t think I’m qualified to share this.
She doesn’t believe I have the credentials or the audience to be successful.
Time and time again, I have my moments of doubt.
I don’t know everything, but I do have a hunch and it’s this—when we create, we cannot give into the imposter.
We can acknowledge that the imposter is there, but we can’t give into what they preach.