This is interesting to me because in the moment after accomplishing something, I feel great about it. It’s only after time has passed that I look back at that accomplishment and my collective accomplishments throughout life and think to myself “omg, I haven’t done anything, I’m such a loser”, when I have in fact done plenty of things. I have no idea where that thought process comes from. I am not afraid to succeed; I have had to work hard for some, but not all, of my accomplishments. Maybe it’s a “comparing myself to others” thing?