I’m overcome with self-doubt.
It’s eating away at my flesh—flies to a fresh kill.
I’m sure tomorrow, I’ll again be confident—resolute in my decisions and abilities, but right now, I’m hesitant and questioning.
The problem is, I don’t understand why.
I have a bachelor’s degree in English and a master’s in journalism. I’ve earned a graphic design certificate from a prestigious fine arts college and logged thousands of hours as a marketing and communications professional.
At what point do I start to feel like the expert?
At what point do I, pardon the pun, stand tall?
Someone challenged my method this week, and immediately, I felt like a young student gaping wide-eyed in front of an all-knowing professor. In crept that pesky self-doubt.
Perhaps it’s always OK to examine whether or not I’ve provided the correct answer or created spot-on material.
I just can’t question myself in the process.