Imposter syndrome, boss level.
With drinks tonight, there’s not a show to boost, there’s not a bar or restaurant to support (well, peripherally), the only thing to advertise is myself.
And I suck at self promotion.
Which is why I’ve been just “turn up if you want to” the last few years. Any more planning than that (and a venue, obviously) has done my head in.
And if I don’t get excited, I won’t be disappointed. I’ll be fine tonight I’m sure, but being the centre of attention, I have to get into the headspace.
After all, I’m a natural wallflower 😆