Oh dear God, I’ve been so out of it for a week or more now. Ever since the election. Last night I got the official email telling me I was accepted for publication. The other stories I was working on are still in editing mode. I’m beyond thrilled, but this morning my excitement turned into panic and now I’m suffering from a heavy dose of impostor syndrome. I don’t understand myself. I just don’t. I worked very hard for this as I’ve been writing for over 2 years now and finally worked up enough confidence to submit. My work paid off. I just wish I could bask in the glow longer than an hour, before panic sets in.
I don’t know if I can handle a full-time job right now after reacting this way. I need to slow down. ‘SIMMER DOWN, SAINT’, as my mom would always tell me.
Deep breaths, a chill pill and a chamomile bath are in order.