Today I told someone that I get impostor syndrome. She didn’t believe me.
That was a pretty big compliment, but I will still get it next time, right on schedule. I always get it. It’s not rational and I can’t reason it away.
But I’ve sort of learned to live with it. She gets it too, and I wish I could have told her it goes away. But all I could tell her was that she’d learn to live with it.