It was in July that I lost it. I can actually pinpoint my confidence-shattering breaking point: I handed in an essay I was quite pleased with and then I waited to hear back from my editor. It was crickets, and then critiques
at first normal amounts, and then the kind that made me think, was it that bad? Am I a shitty writer and my editor is finally figuring it out?
Taking edits is part of my job. I know this. But for whatever reason, revising that essay over and over again was the last straw, and recently, the self-doubt has become acute. During pitch meetings, Im seated around a table of women who Im sure are smarter than I am. When will they discover Im not supposed to be here? I often ask myself, Do they already know? At age 27, Im having a crisis of confidence.
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