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Big Alice, Muchness, and Me

I was doing my devotion and reading this morning and this just happened to be one of those days where everything from the different books and readings that I use in the mornings lined up. I think a lot of us spend a lot of time in our lives trying to make ourselves fit into the boxes that other people have for us. Recently, there’s been a TikTok video trend about being demure and mindful, and I think that is one thing that a lot of us have maybe tried to do for most of our lives. Trying to be quiet enough or not boisterous so we don’t bother people; laugh, but not too loud; cry, but don’t ugly cry; be you, but make you fit the molds of society. These are things that a lot of people struggle with throughout their lives and make themselves fit into, even when it is uncomfortable and foreign to them and feels like a lie.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying go out and be as loud as you want and way what you want and to heck with everyone else’s thoughts or feelings. I am still a southern girl and that need to be kind and gracious will always be ingrained in who I am. As I read this morning, though, I realized that when I try to fit into the boxes others have built for me, I’m not fitting into the person that I was designed to be. For me, I believe that God has designed me the way He wanted, for a specific purpose (that may or may not be known to me yet). That means the loud, funny person that I like to be also has a spot at the table with the girl that strives to be classy and smart. He gave me all of those things.

The last thing I read this morning was Chapter 10 of You are the Girl for the Job by Jess Connolly. I’ve been reading a chapter each day of this book. It’s funny, I bought the book on a whim from an email that I received recommending it and decided that I would work it into my devotional time each morning at the end to transition from my devotions to working. I thought it would be helpful to bridge the gap and make things fit together. What I didn’t anticipate was that it would speak to me so much. The chapter this morning has a section about Big Alice from the newer version of Alice in Wonderland and talks about the courage that it takes to be Big Alice. It also talks about the word very found in Joshua 1:7 and how that word translates back in Hebrew to meod, which translates into muchness. Interesting that a word that may or may not really be a word (muchness) is found in Alice in Wonderland and in the Bible. I wouldn’t typically look for similarities in those two works, but today it really spoke to me.

Why do we try to hide our muchness? What does it mean to have the courage of Big Alice and how could our muchness help us feel more at ease with ourselves and help us grow into the people that God designed us to be? How can we keep from being little Alice and losing our muchness? How do we help the muchness move from “in there” to being our true selves? It is a lot of questions this morning, but also some clarity in becoming who I am meant to be. For me, I need a reminder that my muchness is part of who God intended me to be, so I made a poster. Feel free to download it if you want, print it, whatever. Hopefully it is helpful to someone, I know I’m printing it and putting it at my desk at home as a reminder to be who I am.

Until next time, just remember:

Come on out, Big Alice. The world needs your muchness.

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Life is Changing

We are ramping up to one of my least favorite times. I absolutely hate election season. I didn’t use to hate it. I used to be fascinated by it. I liked to hear how people thought they could fix the city, state, and country. I liked hearing the plans they had. I even enjoyed listening to some of the debating that happened. But, life is changing. This is no longer a time that I look forward to because it brings new ideas and fresh perspectives. It is now a time marked by hate ads, ugly words, and broken friendships. It is a time where the fresh perspectives and new ideas have been replaced by criticism, lies, and mean girl sayings that would make Regina George look like a saint.

I grew up being told that there were just certain things we didn’t talk about in public – politics, religion, and other people. Why did that change? Why is there no civil discourse? Why am I getting attack ads in the mail every single day? I listen to a lot of people talk and I keep hearing the same things over and over. If we are all tired of it, then why are we tolerating it? Why are we okay with consuming it? I stop at the trash bin outside the house everyday and throw the ads away before I even make it inside with them. I don’t want that junk in my house or in my life. Life is changing, and I’m not sure I like it.

Today, we take B to football camp with his team. He will be gone for 4 days. I’m excited for him. This will be a good time for them, although it is a tough time with lots of work. Yesterday, we took him back to school shopping. We are headed into his junior year. When I pick him up from camp, he will be less than 2 weeks from driving on his own. The days are winding down where he needs me to get him places. The days are winding down where he needs me on a daily basis. I’m excited for his junior year. I’m excited to see the hard work the team has been putting in all summer pay off on the field. I’m sad to acknowledge that the time is growing short before he will be off on his own. I look at him and don’t see the little boy that I used to see. Life is changing, and I’m not sure I like it.

A is getting ready to turn 21 and start her senior year in college. She works practically full time and has her future set in her mind. She doesn’t really need us, and that is good. She’s doing what she needs to do. It is still a little weird to think that she will be moving on with her own life. Pretty soon, she won’t look to us for advice or things that she needs, she will be doing it all on her own. I’m excited for her, but… Life is changing, and I’m not sure I like it.

I’m ramping up to head back to work (in the office, I’ve been working from home most of the summer). We will welcome in a new crop of freshmen, transfer students, and graduate students. I will have a whole new group of job-embedded students. I’m handing over a couple of my classes for the first time. I’m excited, but also nervous. I absolutely trust the people I am handing them to, but I have this control issue that is hard to let go of. David will be back to working every day, we will have football at night and on the weekends, A will be working and in school, B will be driving, I’ll be back to teaching in person a full load (but with one less night class). I worry about keeping up some of the habits that I have put into my life that have made it better this summer. I will miss the boat days and being able to work surrounded by the dogs and the cat. Life is changing, and I’m not sure that I like it.

You know what, life is changing. Although there are some aspects that I may not like, there are others that I am looking forward to. In the end, it will all happen the way it is supposed to happen. The election will eventually end and maybe people will get back to being civilized. Whether I like it or not, I can’t change it. I can just live the way that I feel like we should be living. Not allowing the junk into my life, ignoring the hate and the ugliness, and trying to make the best decisions I can make. B is going to be driving. I will worry, but I am also really proud of the human he is becoming. If he doesn’t grow up, I will never see what he becomes, so there is good in that. I want to see who he ends up being. The same thing with A. I can’t wait to see her accomplishing her dreams as a lawyer. She’s had a ton of growth in the past year. It is so worth it to watch them grow up.

While it is hard to think about a new semester without some of the students that I had previously because they graduated, the beauty of teaching is that I always get new students to pour into and love on and I get to watch them become who they are meant to be. The changes that are coming for David and I will be beautiful and peaceful as we move towards that empty nest and having time to just be the 2 of us. Football will slow down, track will start and end, and it will be summer once again. B won’t need me to get to practice anymore, but that also means he is gaining independence. Life is changing, and I’m choosing to embrace it. I may not like everything that is happening, but the end result will be amazing. I am sure of that.

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Sunday Funday … or is it?

Sunday Funday. That’s a phrase I hear often and even one I have used myself. I was cleaning out some books yesterday and found one that I had gotten to try to incorporate more Sunday Fundays when the kids were little. As I looked at it, I realized that I didn’t even open it up enough to bend the spine. Last night, I took everyone to a Smokies baseball game. I had the whole thing planned out. It was Christmas in July night, they were giving away snowglobes, you could make ornaments, all the fun. We got there late so didn’t get a snowglobe (mind you, late was still 45 minutes before first pitch), it poured the rain on us, we only saw 1.5 innings of baseball, and there were no fireworks.

I look at both of those things and realize how bummed out I got that it didn’t turn out perfectly for either one. I also look at the fact that we ended up trying a new restaurant and laughing a lot at the game. We did make ornaments, and now we can go today and watch a doubleheader because our tickets are honored for that game since it rained so much and we saw so little baseball.

It seems like we all put a lot of pressure on ourselves to have the perfect Sunday fundays or the perfect experiences for our families, especially when our kids are little. What I have realized throughout the years is that it wasn’t the big things that made the difference. Sure, my kids have loved the Disney trips, but they’ve also loved the impromptu picnics or cooking dinner at the firehall. The random trips to Chattanooga to go to the children’s museum and the random movie nights at the house. They’ve even enjoyed the nights we just didn’t do anything “special” besides have dinner together.

Why do we continue to put an immense amount of pressure on ourselves to do more and to do it perfectly? It almost never ends up going as planned and then it can cause a spiral into a place where we just don’t feel like anything we do is good enough for our family. The birthday parties aren’t big enough, the gifts aren’t extravagant enough, the trips aren’t special enough, when in actuality what makes it all special is the time we spend together and focusing on each other.

Sunday funday today is going to be a lot of baseball, but most Sundays it is a lot of rest. It’s eating together, going to the grocery store together, maybe watching a movie together or maybe everyone going their separate ways. Stop putting so much pressure on yourself for it to all look perfect and start enjoying the small mundane things that make up our lives. Instead of planning the perfect outing for the day, jump in the car, turn on a fun playlist and sing together or have a great conversation while you just drive.

Enjoy each other today, regardless of how that looks.

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Comparison is a Punk!

Comparison is a punk. It is the thief of joy, the happiness stealer, the confidence killer. It takes people that are doing great things and makes them feel not enough.

Comparison is the thief of joy - Theodore Roosevelt

So why am I starting with that? It was part of my devotional readings this morning, and it just hit me out of nowhere that we are in the midst of the season of comparison. It is summer where I am, that means comparing your body to others, your tan to others, your boat to the boat across the lake, your choices of how to spend your free time with how others are spending their free time, your plans for your classroom that don’t feel like they are ever enough because you’ve seen someone else’s and those are amazing.

Don't measure your progress using someone else's ruler

What really hit me this morning, though, is that not only does comparison do all of those things (and so many more), it also steals our gratitude. It gives us a constant need to look over our shoulder and see what everyone else is doing. It doesn’t allow for us to be content. What is interesting is that even with all of that, I think there is value to watching what is happening around us and being inspired by it.

You see, I don’t think being inspired by what others are doing is bad. I think it is the way that we allow our minds to interpret what we are seeing is bad. I think looking at what someone else has accomplished and using it to make ourselves feel inadequate is bad. There is a difference between being inspired to do something and beating ourselves up because we aren’t already doing it. Maybe it isn’t our time to do that yet. Maybe we need to learn more. Maybe we are spending so much time looking outward that we aren’t realizing what we are actually contributing to the world.

I am by no means a Bible scholar. I still look at the table of contents to find the books of the Bible, no matter how much my Sunday School teachers tried to get me to memorize them. I can’t quote Scripture off the top of my head, and I don’t want to get in heavy theological discussions because I feel like I don’t bring much to the table. All that aside, I realized this past week when talking to a potential colleague that I’m still contributing. Just like you can do anything else explicitly or implicitly, you can contribute to the world in that way, too. For me, I will never be the person that is leading the Bible studies or devotions. Most of the time I struggle to do my devotions without getting sidetracked. For the first time, I don’t feel like that is a bad thing. Maybe that is just my way. Perhaps, just like I am working on a book that gives “permission” to be the teacher you want to be, I also need to adopt that I can be the Christian that I want to be. My journey and relationship with God doesn’t have to look like everyone else’s. That doesn’t mean it isn’t just as important to me.

Perhaps the best way that we can be the person that God intended us to be is simply to be the person that feels right. Perhaps comparison really is stealing so many things from us, but most importantly time. Maybe comparison is stealing time that I could be spending being the person God wants me to be because I am too worried about being the person that I think is “right.” Maybe this is all too deep for a Sunday morning, but it is what just felt like it needed to come out of me today.

Posted in This is me, Weight Loss Surgery

It’s Summer time!!

It is finally here! Summer has hit our household. At least, it has kind of hit our household. B has football practice every morning, A is working, David is in the office working 4 days a week, and I am working from home. It doesn’t matter, though, because my official state of mind is:

Life is better at the lake

I say that a little tongue in cheek because the weather and illnesses have kinda kept us from being able to be at the lake much yet, but the few times we have been out have been fabulous.

We do have some big summer plans this year. Most of them revolve around football and track stuff for B. He has multiple camps and is working on qualifying for the AAU Junior Olympics in his field events. A is staying busy taking summer classes and working quite a bit. David got invited to a concert in South Carolina recently to help celebrate EMS Week as the final event in a week long celebration of EMS in South Carolina and I was really thankful to be able to go with him to attend that. He was invited because he is the representative for South Carolina, Georgia, and Tennessee for the NAEMT Board. I have been plugging along with creating things for work, building some new classes, and trying to work ahead for some things for fall and even spring to hopefully have the best semester ever.

In weight loss news, I hit Onederland last week. If you don’t know what that is, here’s a little picture that may help:

Weight loss One-derland definition

I have been in the 1s for size in clothing for a few months, but it was really exciting last week to finally see the number on the scale hit that number for the first time in over 20 years. I haven’t really taken a ton of pictures, not that I don’t want to – I just don’t think about it because of avoiding pictures for so long. But I thought I would post a couple that I have taken.

It’s funny that I don’t really see a difference until i look at pictures. I think it speaks a lot to how our mind plays tricks on us. I feel a huge difference, especially since my gallbladder came out.

Overall, the whole family has been plugging along and trying to steal time to sped with each other as it becomes available. We are walking that road right now of knowing that B is only here for a couple of more years of high school and A is entering her senior year of college. David and I aren’t super sure what empty-nesting will look like, but we are sure that it is coming down the road quickly. Right now, we are just enjoying what we are able to do together and taking everything day by day. There have been a lot of changes in the past year and we do our best to navigate those as gracefully as possible.

Posted in This is me, Weight Loss Surgery

Life Updates/Starting a new journey

Well, it has been a little over a year since I wrote a blog post on this page. It has been a very crazy year, but one that I am coming to terms with and finding my peace. We’ve had several life updates, so let’s see if I can hit all of them in one post.

  • A changed her major from BioChemistry to Political Science with a minor in Criminology
  • B started high school
  • A moved home in January while she looks for an apartment with her friends
  • B played football in the fall until he broke his collarbone
  • A has been a member of SGA her whole college experience and added EPC (the student group that plans all the events) this semester
  • B threw shot and discus for the high school track team
  • B also managed to grow at least a foot this year (no lie, I really think it is a foot)
  • A did not get taller, but did get a cat that she promptly named Adderall Steve Burnt Toast Addycat (we call her Addy for short)
  • I surprised David by going to get a puppy (yes, we are still married)
  • Summitt (the new puppy) is a great pyrenees and has gone through the first step of training for the eventual goal of being a therapy dog
  • UT beat Bama in football (and we were there)
  • Huge changes got made to the program that I am in charge of at work
  • David and I sold our part of the gym (not what we wanted to do, but the choice that we were given because we weren’t “all in”)
  • We went to Disney right before Christmas
  • I took on a few more things to do since I am no longer having to spend every spare minute doing gym stuff
  • David rejoined our old CrossFit gym
  • I started writing another book
  • We have all started to try to achieve some new habits
  • I’ve been to California twice
  • Our podcast has gotten some new equipment
  • David is writing articles for JEMS
Daisy and Summitt in the floor of the home office
Summitt (10 months old) and Daisy (11 years old) hanging out in the floor of the home office

I think that is everything, but I’m sure I’m missing something. I guess I will move on to the starting a new journey. No, I am not leaving where I work. This is a new personal journey. I have been to a surgeon and am working on all the steps to have weight loss surgery soon. I’ll be having a Roux-en-Y Gastric Bypass, probably around the end of August. I am excited and nervous, but also learning how to not be disappointed that my body won’t give up weight. This is definitely NOT the easy way out of being overweight, but it is the way that I am going to go. I have a lot of reasons behind doing this, and I’ll post those on another post soon. I have questioned whether or not I should go public with what I am doing, but I decided that for me to truly change my mindset about myself, I have to be vulnerable. So, there it is. Laying it out for the whole world. I’m going to try to post more often on here (one of those new habits). This has always been a running commentary of what is in my head when I sit down to write, so don’t expect that to change. Regardless of anything else, this will probably still be a funny place that hopefully makes people feel better.

Posted in This is me

Restless

It’s the day after Easter. I’m sitting on my back deck and enjoying my coffee for what is really the first time this Spring, and I’m restless. I don’t even know that that is really the right word to describe it, but it is the word that I have for today.

The past year has been a roller coaster ride to say the least. In just a little over a year, we have sheltered in place, worn masks, not worn masks, cancelled school, gone virtual, flipped education totally around, missed a junior track season and junior prom, missed graduations, missed the last third of junior and 6th grade years, missed 6th grade track season, worked from home, bought a boat, started a podcast, renovated an office, became part owners of a gym, gone back to work, changed to a faculty position, trained someone else to do my old position, taken it all back because that person left, taught way more hours than I should have, dealt with countless student issues, celebrated holidays in new ways, had snow on Christmas, turned 40, celebrated 20 years of marriage, ordered senior pictures, picked a college, quit track for the senior season, had wrestling for 7th grade, starting track for 7th grade, got some new furniture, had family to the house, said goodbye to David’s mom as she moves to Alabama, missed sports, watched sports, played with the dog, and that is just what I can remember. That’s a lot in a year. It doesn’t seem to be slowing down anytime soon, but I am still restless. Waiting on the next big thing to come down the pike, but wanting to do it with peace in my heart.

I sit and I wonder about the things I still want to accomplish in my life, and some of those things seem like they will never happen. What is my next big thing? How many more big things will there be? I’m not being morbid, I just keep wondering that. You grow up and think of all the things you will accomplish by the time you hit a certain age or what life will look like when you reach a certain milestone, but do we actually hit those milestones and see the things we dreamed of when we were younger? I’m not complaining about my life. In general, my life is wonderful. I am blessed with family and friends, a job I genuinely love, and a home. So what am I waiting on? Why am I constantly dreaming of the next big thing? When do I look at the things I have now and find satisfaction? Is it the perfectionist in me that keeps looking for better? I’m sitting on the deck today, and although I love it, I am looking at all the things that I wish were different. I’m thinking about how much I wish I was in a different house and in a different part of town. How I wish I was smaller, and had more motivation to make things happen instead of wishing they would happen. It’s even the weird little things. Wishing I could take the dog off the leash and know she would stay instead of running off (she’s kind of an escape artist). Wishing I was motivated to work on my bedroom and make it a space that is welcoming and calming instead of chaos. Wishing I had paint and could paint my cabinets white today, but knowing that even if I went to get the stuff for it, I wouldn’t be able to get it finished because of too many other things going on.

I’m not writing this because I am sad or to get people to point out how blessed I am. I’m truly just wondering if we ever find satisfaction in life, or are we more like the song from Hamilton than we would like to admit? What gets us to the satisfied stage, the stage where we could want for nothing more and feel happy with ourselves and our surroundings and accomplishments? The point where we look around and say it is good. Does reaching that point mean we have given up? That we have lost our drive? Life is so confusing sometimes. I don’t want bigger or better necessarily, I just want different. I guess I’m just restless.

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Tackling Imposter Syndrome

I think it is really important that we take a look next at how to tackle imposter syndrome (or battle it or whatever word you want to use). There are a ton of resources out there (and more being put out everyday) about imposter syndrome, why we have it, and how to overcome it. In my mind, in order to overcome imposter syndrome, we have to look first at what some of the reasons may be that we are suffering from it.

What makes us questions our own worth and what we bring to the table?

For me, there are several things that I think contribute to my imposter syndrome, but one of the ones that I think might contribute most is the idea of humility. Not to get too regional about things, but I was born and raised in the South, and that is still where I live. In fact, I live now in the same city where I grew up, the one I said I would never come back to when I left for college (We see how that turned out). What does this have to do with humility? Well, one of the things that you hear constantly in the South, or at least you heard it a lot when I was growing up, is don’t brag. Don’t gloat (unless your football team won), don’t tell everyone your accomplishments (they should speak for themselves), and don’t flaunt your gifts (because it isn’t fair to the people that didn’t get them). These were all things I heard growing up. When you couple that with what the church (mine was Baptist, but I am guessing it goes across most major religions) says about pride and all the wonderful little cartoons (thank you Aesop and Looney Tunes) that talk about not being prideful, I think I can see where the heart of my imposter syndrome lies. Make no mistake, I still think these are good things to teach our children and for us to remember. I just think we have to learn to balance that with gracefully accepting a compliment about something we have done or taking the credit for our amazing work without feeling bad about it.

I feel like we have gotten the concept of confidence confused with arrogance somewhere along the line and, for me, when you couple that with this desire to please people and have humility while doing it we have created imposter syndrome. A point in which not only can we not acknowledge our own accomplishments or “toot our own horn,” but also where we can’t accept the credit others give us without feeling like someone is going to think we are being arrogant and where we are constantly waiting on someone to call us on being a total fraud. We preface things we say with words that automatically downplay our contributions. We put off things because we have to do it perfectly, then get stressed trying to be perfect under the wire.

So how do we fix this? I think the first piece of the puzzle is to acknowledge that we have it. Acknowledging that a constant feeling of not being enough or waiting on the person to figure out you don’t know what you are doing is not right or healthy. Sitting in our offices or classrooms looking around for someone to be in charge isn’t why we are here. For most of us, we have gotten jobs based upon our intelligence and accomplishments. Let’s start by acknowledging that singular piece.

We didn’t get to where we are in a vacuum, and it is wonderful to give credit to those who helped us. However, it is also important to give credit to what we have done as well. The second thing I think we need to do is to talk about it. I can’t begin to tell you how much writing this blog series about imposter syndrome has helped me. It helped just to hear that others were having the same feelings. To know that I wasn’t existing all alone in this crazy world of feeling like a fraud has been so helpful. So step 2, if you are battling it my way, is to find people to talk to that feel the same way and acknowledge that you are not alone in this. I will say that it helps when the people that you find are dealing with this are people that you think highly of and view as well-respected people in their field.

The third thing I think is important is to create your own hype file. I am a sports fan, and I love to watch the hype videos that get put together before a season. They make me feel positive about the direction the team is headed and give me hope for the season, and trust me when I say there hasn’t been much hope for my team in about 20 years. I’m not saying you have to create a cool video, although it isn’t a bad idea at all. In fact, if you have the ability to create a cool hype video, DO IT. I’m going to say create a hype file. A place where you store your accomplishments, the kudos people give you, any certifications you earn, thank you notes, etc. This gives you something to look at when you are feeling particularly bad about whether you deserve or are worthy fo the good things happening in your life.

The last thing I suggest is to flip your thinking. Put a post it somewhere you can see it that says “Why not me” and refer to it when you feel like you can’t possibly be the one that should be doing this. There are a ton of personal mantras that you can adopt to help yourself feel worthy or hype you up, but this single question has helped me more than you can imagine. Instead of constantly trying to figure out why I was chosen for something, having this one question taped to my computer reminds me to get out of my own head and do the job.

I have a good friend that constantly reminds me that I am chosen for things because I am dependable and intelligent. She also suffers from imposter syndrome, and when we talked about it her other thing besides why not me was to remember that when I devalue myself I am devaluing others as well. When she asks me to do something and I constantly ask why me or feel I am not the one to do it, I am also questioning her ability to choose someone for a task. I truly respect her and value her wisdom (and think she is one of the smartest and most capable people on the planet) so turning that why me to why not me allows me to try to see things from her point of view (which is a much more positive thought about myself than what I typically have).

I think that wraps up Imposter Syndrome for the blog. I’m not sure, and it will probably pop up again sometime, but I think I am finished writing about it for now. I have not conquered it, but I am a work in progress. I don’t have all the answers, but I have found some that have worked for me. I am not complete, but I am a work in progress. I am learning to be okay with that. I am learning that I can be proud of myself without being prideful. I am learning that humility is not the same as self-degradation. At the end of the day, I am learning to be a better me without saying the current me is bad or fraudulent. Isn’t that the real purpose of this?

Posted in Beating Imposter Syndrome, Inspiration, This is me

Imposter Syndrome Continued

First off, let me just say that I was truly overwhelmed by the response to my post last week about Imposter Syndrome. I was amazed that my post seemed to resonate with so many people, and that so many of the people that I heard from were people that I never expected to feel the same way. Since there was such a response, I have decided to dedicate the next few weeks to taking a deep look at imposter syndrome and how it changes my life.

Let’s start off with actually defining what imposter syndrome looks like. The common characteristics (according to verywellmind.com) include:

  • Self-Doubt
  • An inability to realistically assess your competence and skills
  • Attributing your success to external factors
  • Berating your performance
  • Fear that you won’t live up to expectations
  • Overachieving
  • Sabotaging your own success
  • Setting very challenging goals and feeling disappointed when you fall short

For some people, imposter syndrome serves as motivation to achieve something larger than what they are currently achieving. I happen to have this as one of the ways it manifests. It causes me to work harder than necessary and push harder than I probably should in an effort to keep other people from finding out I am a “fraud” and sets me up that I see the reason that I succeed as the direct result of my extra effort. I ask myself (on a more than regular basis) what gives me the right to be doing the things I am doing. One of the funnier things about this is that I just got my degrees hung in my office after Christmas, and I am continually looking at them for reassurance that I really am qualified to be doing the things I am doing. Doing things well doesn’t even make me think that I am qualified because I keep going back to the only reason that I succeed is because I worked my way or lucked my way into it.

It is said that 70% of people will experience imposter syndrome at some point in life, even though it isn’t an officially recognized disorder in the DSM-5, but it appears to show up in multiple different ways. Strangely enough, I can recognize parts of each of these in my own journey.

The first one is called the perfectionist. I definitely fit within this one most of the time. I tend to focus on flaws I see in myself or mistakes that I have made. I am the first to look at something I have done and see the 5 ways I could have done it better. I also tend to set very high goals for myself, even though I go totally off the track towards my goal when I first make a mistake or don’t make the progress that I think I should have made.

Picture credit: mgriblog.org

Another “personality” of imposter syndrome is the expert. This manifests by never being satisfied with the level of skill or understanding that I have and continually writing my own expertise and experiences off as not enough. This is one of those spots where I jokingly say I am looking for the adultier adult in the room or looking for the person that is supposed to be teaching the class only to realize that I am the one who is supposed to be teaching and I am the one in the room that is supposed to be the one with the most knowledge or responsibility. It is important to realize that this is very different that just seeking more knowledge. Seeking more knowledge on the topic is something that I feel I should be doing just as a responsible person.

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Another way it shows up is as the “natural genius.” The way this one shows up is that it hits people who are used to succeeding or things coming to them “naturally” but when there is something that they can’t figure out quite as easily or they don’t get quite as fast as they perceive others to be getting it. It often leads to thoughts along the lines of if I was smarter, this would be easier or if I was better, it would come more naturally. The natural genius tends to have a hard time when they don’t succeed at the lofty goal they set on the first try.

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The soloist tends to looks at everything as something that should have been accomplished with no help from anyone else. These people tend to prefer to work alone, and perceive asking for help as a sign of weakness or incompetence, regardless of how much it could benefit them.

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The last one is the superhero. The superhero has an overwhelming need to be the one that does it all. They need to be the “fixer” of anything that has gone wrong and feel compelled to push themselves to work as hard (or harder) than humanly possible. These people (and I am one of them) tend to have a need to feel as if they are indispensable to others, and use that thought process as proof that they have to work harder to get to the same spots as others. They also have a hard time taking a break, can shut down from the smallest pieces of criticism, and think they should be great at everything.

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Like I said, I can see myself in all 5 of these at any given point in my life (or sometimes in my day). I can’t say that it makes it easier to get past this by knowing this is what I am doing, but I am trying to get a little better each day about recognizing what my thoughts about myself are doing to me. I have also started trying to make an effort to at least label which of the 5 types I am in the middle of when things happen. My hope is that drawing awareness to what I am doing and how I am thinking will help me to move beyond those thoughts. That being said, how do you see these “personalities” manifesting in your imposter syndrome? Is it helpful to know about the different types? Next week, I am going to look at ways to cope and start moving beyond imposter syndrome.

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Imposter Syndrome

Have you ever heard of Imposter Syndrome? It is a term that I have heard thrown around for a few years, but interestingly enough I never heard it until I started working in higher education. Verywellmind has a great article talking about imposter syndrome, but the definition is basically when a person feels that others view them as more competent than they feel they actually are. I sometimes think of it as when I am looking around for the adultier adult only to realize I am the adult in the room.

I realized recently that I have struggled with this most of my life. More importantly, I realized that I am not the only one that has these thoughts or struggles with feeling “not enough.” Logically, it is crazy to think of having 4 degrees and being in a faculty position at an institution of higher education and still feeling like someone is going to figure out I’m actually not smart. However, logic is no match for insecurity in most situations. I have tried to battle this, but have not made much progress. Instead, I ended up working myself into a frenzy and thinking everything that went wrong was my fault.

I decided a little while ago that I was really going to try to work on this aspect of myself. The first thing I felt like I needed to do was admit that I feel this way to some of the people that I trust most in my life and that I am around the most. I checked that box and then tried to figure out my next step. I decided that I should push myself to do something that was outside of my normal comfort zone that would require a commitment. I decided that I would move forward with the suggestion that David had made about us starting a podcast. Now, you have to remember that I struggle with the thought of anyone being interested in anything I have to say, so this was way outside of my normal reality. Out of that has come our podcast, Perfect Chaos, which you can learn all about at our Perfect Chaos blog. Now, I am to the point that I want the podcast to succeed, but am afraid to step out further with it. I’m not telling you that to promote the podcast, but to illustrate that I still have a long way to go.

I have finally decided to do something I probably should have started with in the beginning. I’m going to do some research. I want to know more about IS so that I can learn better how to deal with the feelings of inadequacy that I struggle with on a constant basis. I want to learn how to take a compliment without feeling like I have to devalue what I have done. The crazy part is, it has taken hearing other people say they feel the same way (people that I deeply respect and feel like have their stuff together) for me to decide that there has to be a way to move past this.

I’m not sure what that will look like, but I can promise that I will try to blog my way through it in the hopes that it will help someone else who feels this same way. Isn’t it crazy how much time we spend telling others that they are enough only to tell ourselves we aren’t enough?