The other day I learned the term, “Imposter Syndrome,” and I couldn’t believe I’ve never heard of it before! It describes how I feel about my life and myself a majority of the time.
When I first started college I was majoring in architecture. I had been told that the architecture program was extremely difficult to get into. So naturally, I worked hard and really tried to succeed. But shorty after getting accepted into the program (when not all of my friends had) I thought, “Did I miss something? Did I somehow cheat through it – it’s because I’m a girl… they had to up their female quota.”