Never Quite Good Enough
4 min readMar 26, 2023
The Impostor Phenomenon And Its Effects
My father, like a boozy Old Testament patriarch, pronounced what he believed were blessings upon my sisters and me. We were complaining about something one afternoon in our tiny Texas town, the smell of sulfur and oily rags from chemicals at the refinery making us crabby and mean. He waved the hand not holding a beer and said, “Y’all hush and start thinking about getting out of…