Pretty Girl Syndrome
I’m not sure if it’s a disease, a crime, or even a real thing. But I know I have it; I don’t know how I got it, and I do not want it.
Like almost everything else, I thought I made the phenomenon up. But after a good ole Google session, I learned that at least one other person feels my pain every time I binge-scroll after midnight. If you’re curious (and you know you are), “Pretty Girl Syndrome” is… well, imposter syndrome.
I thought I coined the phrase after my episode back in January. (And then I started avoiding mirrors again, thinking I was fixing myself….) If we haven’t been properly introduced yet, my name is Deidre Annette, and I’m losing my damn mind. They say humble people don’t say they’re humble. Well, the ‘pretty girl’ in me won’t say she’s humble, hungry, smart, intelligent, manic, or broken. Until I take my turn on somebody’s couch, I’m not here to offer you any answers (Hell, I’m still trying to find them /:)
I know there must be some logical explanation out here on Beyonce’s Internet for the voices in my head screaming over my adoring fans as I try to sleep the day away in peace. Like almost everybody these days, I saw one too many ‘free trainings’ not to take it as a sign. Writing has always been my passion, so I planned everything around my not-so-new niche when I built my Influencer 101 checklist. Then…. I stared at a blank Pinterest…
