"I'm not the next Joan Didion, and I'm okay with that. [...] I'm the first of me, but to my own surprise, it's much more difficult to come to terms with that." Every word I write is a victory over my impostor syndrome. It's always telling me my writing should be different. Less like me, more like other, much more successful online writers. Seeing how many of those writers aspire to be like Joan Didion, I felt like I was doing something wrong in not wanting to be like her. My doubts and fears about (not) being like Didion turned into a Substack post that struck a chord with others, and myself. For once, I was proud of something I'd written. I hope you'll give it a chance and a read too 🖤
Something about the fact that I’ll read one of the articles and realise someone already went to the things I’m going through l. That human existence share the same feelings of joy, sadness and anxieties. It’s comforting to know that there’s people out there who knows exactly how I feel, I shouldn’t be so humiliated at my own feelings and emotions because they really do make me into who I am
I remember reading this a few years ago while going through some kind of personality crisis, and it helped me and reassured me greatly for some reason.
Don’t think it would affect me this much if I read it today but I highly recommend browsing through Rayne’s substack :)) 💌
