I encountered my own impostor syndrome several times throughout my career without realizing there was a better sounding term than “inferiority complex.” One of my most notable occasions came when starting as a magazine staff writer for which I was recruited. Seeing the “blood” of editor’s red ink over my previous drafts, I started to apologize for not knowing how to write. My editor cut me off and told me not to worry. I wouldn’t be there if they didn’t have confidence in me. It took a year or two, but sure enough, I finally submitted a draft that survived without a single edit. I felt like framing it. That wouldn’t have been possible if others had not cut off my impostor syndrome at its knees.