My Writer’s Mind is Going to Explode

Until I listened to the wisdom of Maya Angelou

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Sometimes, I feel as if I’m the biggest fraud. Self-doubt suffocates me. Why do I call myself a writer? A poet? What type of writing wears me the best? Why do I write on so many topics?

Impostor syndrome hits hard and I unkindly over analyze myself.