...and she need to go on somewhere.
On Wednesday, Jan 27, I had the honor of being asked back to my doctoral stomping grounds to serve on a panel...as an expert.
EXPERT? Where? Who? 👀
Girl I guess...
When I logged into the webinar, a wave of *the nervous* rushed over me and I was suddenly concerned that I didn't know the things I know that I know (lol). It took a couple questions, but I eventually calmed myself and I made it through the rest of the webinar.
My friends and mentors told me I did well after, but damn that imposter syndrome...sitting on my shoulder whispering in my ear that they were just being nice. But I remembered: those are not the kind of friends I have.
I can't say for sure that I will never experience imposter syndrome again 😒, but here is what I know for now:
I am competent and smart.
I trust my intuition and decision-making.
I don't have all the answers and that's ok.
I can do *the things* but when I need help, I am resourceful enough to find a way.
Imposter syndrome is a symptom of white supremacy and she can't sit with us.
Can't nobody do what I do like I do.
Black Women 💖
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