I’m a Fraud, I’m Afraid
Or, I’m Afraid I’m a Fraud
When my supervisors introduce me in large meetings, they call me the ‘creative genius’ or ‘mother brain’. They gush about my abilities, declare that I can solve all riddles, and proclaim that I am a magical unicorn among horses.
When other designers and copywriters are in the room, my stomach plummets to the floor at these commendations. They’re going…