Okay so the following post is from January 24, when I was in my car without internet. And there's like, an update/followup thing at the end.
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Impostor Syndrome.
So I’m currently on my way to a scholarship competition and the past week or so, this has all been bouncing around in my head.
Do you ever feel like at some point everyone is going to realize that you’re not actually a deep thinker, or a leader, or a great Christian, or a good singer or writer or whatever?
That fear hit me really, really hard this week as I was preparing for auditions and interviews and everything.
That’s not to say that I have lied and said that I am any of these things. People have told me I am for years now, and maybe it’s just deep-rooted insecurity that made “impostor syndrome” crop up right now.
Because… I thought I was all of those things, until fairly recently, and now… I’m scared that I’m not? That all of the things that people associate with me, that I associate with me… that I’m not actually those things. And now I’m scared that if I can discover that, maybe everyone else will.
And that’s scary as heck.
(I realize I have said “that” about twelve billion times in this post. So sorry.)
To be honest, I am not scared of very much. Rollercoasters. Disappointing my parents. Gas stations after dark. Not being used for the Kingdom of God. Being trapped. Not being worthy.
Which is stupid, because no one is “worthy.” That’s the point of grace.
And I know that I myself can’t do anything on my own and that it’s really all God and that my identity shouldn’t be found in my talents or lack thereof and absolutely should not be found in people’s perception of me but…
I’m still scared.
Maybe it’s that fact that I have tried, really hard to be comfortable as who I am and be genuine and honest (although sometimes I’m really not) and so the idea that people would think that I’ve been faking everything scares me…
I really can’t put my finger on it.
There’s just a lot of pent-up anxiety and insecurity, okay.
And it all decided that right now would be the best time to show up.
Uggggh.
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Impostor Syndrome.
So I’m currently on my way to a scholarship competition and the past week or so, this has all been bouncing around in my head.
Do you ever feel like at some point everyone is going to realize that you’re not actually a deep thinker, or a leader, or a great Christian, or a good singer or writer or whatever?
That fear hit me really, really hard this week as I was preparing for auditions and interviews and everything.
That’s not to say that I have lied and said that I am any of these things. People have told me I am for years now, and maybe it’s just deep-rooted insecurity that made “impostor syndrome” crop up right now.
Because… I thought I was all of those things, until fairly recently, and now… I’m scared that I’m not? That all of the things that people associate with me, that I associate with me… that I’m not actually those things. And now I’m scared that if I can discover that, maybe everyone else will.
And that’s scary as heck.
(I realize I have said “that” about twelve billion times in this post. So sorry.)
To be honest, I am not scared of very much. Rollercoasters. Disappointing my parents. Gas stations after dark. Not being used for the Kingdom of God. Being trapped. Not being worthy.
Which is stupid, because no one is “worthy.” That’s the point of grace.
And I know that I myself can’t do anything on my own and that it’s really all God and that my identity shouldn’t be found in my talents or lack thereof and absolutely should not be found in people’s perception of me but…
I’m still scared.
Maybe it’s that fact that I have tried, really hard to be comfortable as who I am and be genuine and honest (although sometimes I’m really not) and so the idea that people would think that I’ve been faking everything scares me…
I really can’t put my finger on it.
There’s just a lot of pent-up anxiety and insecurity, okay.
And it all decided that right now would be the best time to show up.
Uggggh.
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So, that scholarship thing went pretty well. But more importantly, I kind of learned, over that weekend, that
1. God knows what's up and you can trust Him.
2. My value is not my abilities or lack thereof.
I was actually standing in the bathroom before my audition, staring at myself in the mirror and praying that over and over.
"Remind me where my value lies... Help me use my talents for Your glory alone."
Just those two ideas in different wordings, the whole time of that weekend.
And it was great. It helped, a lot. The next scholarship thing came around, and I didn't get nearly as nervous or stressed.
Well. I didn't get nervous or stressed about the same things.
And that's something I really want to work on this year. I struggle with pride sooo much, and I want this year to strip me of my ego. I don't want to have to randomly switch between super arrogant and super terrified, which is pretty much what I currently do. (I sincerely hope that that's all in my head and doesn't spill out into how I act around other people. Because ugh that's annoying.)
So I guess this year, one of my goals/prayers is that I am able to direct my confidence and security and value in the right place (that is, God) and not in myself and my abilities/possessions/gifts.
Now that's a rather scary prayer.
