The cool truth about impostor syndrome.

Here’s what I know about impostor syndrome.

It doesn’t exist.

But: I get the confusion.

And I also know quite well what this non-existing phenomenon feels like.

Here’s how I see it.

Sometimes I coach for a couple of weeks and it’s nothing but amazing.

Everything.

I’m totally slamming all the balls out of the park, it feels good and powerful and natural and effortless, and clients get crazy and yummy results in their lives.

We’re having the best time together, the best!

So far so good.

And then somewhere along the line, the mind comes in (like it always does).

‘Uh, okay, well, you’ve had your lucky break. Now let’s get serious!’

And all at once, the fun is gone.

I mean: what was I thinking?!

What’s my coaching about, for real?

What do I actually have to offer: I couldn’t pitch it in a minute so it must be rubbish!

I don’t even know what I’m doing when I’m doing it (which felt really good and playful when I was lost in it but now starts to look like a flaw or a weakness)!