I am not who you think I am. Or at least I’m afraid I’m not.
I recently mentioned that I’m seeing a therapist
now. Unfortunately, I let thinks get
pretty dark before I sought out those services.
I think I kept putting it off because, rationally, I couldn’t figure out
why I was feeling anxious and
depressed. Objectively, my life is
fantastic – I have a great partner; I love my job; I have a home; I’m not
living paycheck-to-paycheck. Life is
good. So why in the hell have I been
feeling so bad?
During my first or second session with my therapist, I
tearfully mentioned feeling like a fraud.
This prompted her to introduce me to a concept with which I was
unfamiliar: impostor syndrome. As soon as she mentioned that Jodie Foster is
an impostor syndrome sufferer, my interest was piqued. She gave me an article about it at our next
session, and I immediately purchased a couple of books about the topic: The
Impostor Phenomenon: Overcoming the Fear that Haunts Your Success by
Pauline Clance (who pioneered the concept) and Secret Thoughts of Successful Women: Why
Capable People Suffer from the Impostor Syndrome and How to Thrive in Spite of
It by
Valerie Young.
The more I read, the more I began
to understand why I’ve relapsed into depression and anxiety at this juncture in
my life.
Young describes impostor syndrome
thusly: “At its heart, the impostor
syndrome, refers to people who have a persistent belief in their lack of intelligence,
skills, or competence. They are
convinced that other people’s praise and recognition of their accomplishments
is undeserved………Unable to internalize or feel deserving of their success, they
continually doubt their ability to repeat past successes. When they do succeed they feel relief rather
than joy.”
Young continues: “Rationally you would think success would
alleviate feelings of fraudulence. The
more successful you are, the more evident it is that you really do know what
you’re doing. But for you the opposite
happens. Instead of reducing the
pressure, success only makes it worse because now you have a reputation to
defend. Instead of being cause for
celebration, things like praise, financial rewards, and status can feel
oppressive. You think, Now they’ll expect me to be that good every
time – and I have no idea how I pulled it off the first time………So instead
of basking in your achievement, you live in fear that your ineptness will
finally be discovered and that you will be humiliated or worse. Because you’re convinced that each new
endeavor will be your undoing, your run-up to each test, presentation, or
challenge brings tremendous anxiety and self-doubt.”
I honestly cannot recall a time
in my life when I have not had these kinds of intense feels. Even in elementary school, I kept waiting for
each new grade level to be my undoing. Sure I was top of my class in 2nd
grade, but I bet my 3rd grade teacher will immediately see what an
idiot I am. No matter how much
academic success I accumulated, I kept waiting to be discovered as a fraud. No matter how much I have achieved, no matter
how much people seem to like me, I always feel like it’s just a matter of time
until the truth that I’m a horrible, idiotic person is discovered. After two master’s degrees and a flourishing
personal life, I still find it nearly impossible to say, “Yes, I am a smart,
decent human being.” Even when I can rationally point to something good, I can always qualify it and discredit it.
Given the framework of the
impostor syndrome, it makes perfect sense to me that my anxiety and depression
have sky-rocketed. In the past few
years, I started a new job that has inadvertently sent me on this downward
slope. Prior to that, I hid out a job for several years that, objectively, was probably beneath my qualifications and failed to utilize my full potential. At my current job, I quickly became
viewed as competent. I’ve been promoted and
credited for my good work, but I don’t see anything special about what I
do. I just do my job. The praise and credit has made me feel like I
have to constantly live up to this standard, and the smallest mistake
might make me lose it all. I’ve even
told my boss he pays me too much. Who on
earth says something like that? My job
has given me more financial resources and security than I’ve ever had
before. My partner and I have been able
to buy a house and maintain an emergency savings that could support us for at
least 4 months without cutting any expenses if we found ourselves jobless. Suze Orman would be proud; but I’m just
terrified.
Because of the current stability
in my life, I have more to lose than ever. In the past, I would have simply taken a psychological
blow if someone realized I was a fraud.
Now, I could lose all of the things I’ve struggled for my entire
life: a great partner, a great job,
respect, financial security. Rather than
enjoy the spoils of my efforts, I’ve been living in terror that someone or
something will realize that I do not deserve any of it. Do you have any idea how tiring that is?
I’m trying to start small and
change the tapes that play in my head. So let me end with this affirmation:
I is smart. I is kind. I is important. I is in therapy.
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