Imposter syndrome is a state in which we believe not only that we’re faking it, that we’re not real photographers or real artists, or whatever discipline you work within, but wannabes and fakes. And it’s the belief that no one else feels this way, especially the ones we look up to. We mistakenly believe that they have their shit together. That they are as confident on the inside as they look on the outside. Well, I’m here to tell you, they are as full of shit as we are. And not just full of it, but it’s not even together, per se. Like you and me, their shit is wildly disorganized and crammed into whatever little mental cranny is available to make it all look tidy. But it’s not.