Remember when your parents told you, “Just wait till you have your own kids?” Or, “Never leave one job till you've got another?” Or maybe you were told you have to be a doctor or lawyer or some other specific profession to be “worthwhile.” Guess what? None of that sh*t’s true.

Imposter syndrome: the feeling you're a fraud, that you're going to be found out as the not-so-smart, not-so-talented, not-so-capable person you fear you truly are. I know it well.

It’s said we all want to fit in and belong. Right now, all I want is to feel warm and have some sunshine! (As the sun finally peeks through, yay, nice touch!). So as I’m obsessing about warmer climates, I’m reminded to stay in the moment.

OMG, they think I’m a lawyer!

I’ve walked around with that thought more times than I can count.

Whether finishing a trial or arguing for equality in the workplace to legislatures—none of that matters. I can still feel like a fake, a fraud, someone who’s gonna get “found out” any minute.

I remember when I didn’t get an offer from my summer law clerk position. To me it confirmed my fears that I’d been found out, my getting into law school was a fluke, I’m dumb and not worthy of even being at a law firm, maybe on this planet.

Community’s essential. It’s been proven again and again that we need community. In the blue zones, where people live the longest, community comes up as the number one reason for longevity and happiness.

But how do we know if we’re with the right people?

With coronavirus and an unsettling political climate, not knowing how long things will be like this is nerve wracking. The big question right now is how do we get through the next few days, weeks, or whatever it’s going to be.

I’m having such a hard time staying positive lately, and I’m pretty sure I am not alone. I seem to spin into such negativity which isn’t like me at all. Or it isn’t like the old me!

I seem to work more hours than I have for years, feel exhausted and blame everyone (in my mind at least.)

Between missing hugs, family, friends, travel and well, normality, this time during Covid-19 can get you down.

I just did it again and it sucks. It doesn’t get easier, even though I think it will. Every time I say goodbye to my daughter, I’m sure it’ll be easier. Nope.

OMG, they think I’m a lawyer! I’ve walked around with that thought more times than I can count. Whether finishing a trial or arguing for equality in the workplace to legislatures — none of that matters.

I’m not a diver. I don’t dive into water. Not into the ocean or a pool. Definitely not off a cliff. But I’m about to do a whole different dive and it’s just as scary. It’s a dive into exposing myself to people I’d rather not.