We all feel like we’re imposters. Like if everyone really knew what our life was like behind the curtain, it would all fall apart.
It’s easy to think that the good things that come our way are simply lucky breaks. That’s what we tell ourselves. We’re lucky. We don’t know how the good thing happened, but we got one past the goalie despite all of our shortcomings and inferiority, a good thing happened anyway.
Conversely, it’s easy to think that the good things that come for other people…that they must have worked really hard for them and are talented and smart and have this WAY they do it, and are good looking and persistent and have a fantastic, romantic, epic story to back it all up.
“I get lucky sometimes. THEY’RE the talented ones.”
No. You got the opportunity because you are one of the talented ones too. It might feel like luck, but only because you downplay your own significance in the story…and you don’t know the whole story either.
I hate hearing artist interviews where they get asked about some amazing thing that happened and they basically reply with “It just kinda happened”.
No it didn’t!
It happened because you’re willing to work, even when no ones watching. It happened because you’ve spent years getting closer to the bullseye. It happened because you have a way with people that is extraordinary. It happened because you have a knack for surrounding yourself with smart, talented people.
You are not lucky.
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