My Struggles with Imposter Syndrome

It tightens your jaw so the words can’t come out. Then it presses down on your chest so your breathing is labored. Finally, it dulls your mind so the thoughts grind to a halt. It’s imposter syndrome, that insidious snake of a condition. It begins as a whisper and grows into a maddening screech, all while wreaking havoc throughout your body. It’s what I felt when I began to tell my story. It’s what I still feel to a lesser degree when I tell my story today. Maybe it’ll never go away. But each time I tell my story, it feels easier. <a href="https://medium.com/@jjoshi45/my-struggles-with-imposter-syndrome-cf5339797cf8">Read More</a>