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The main thing is that I went to pick it up from the printing service yesterday and as I had it on my hands a sense of dread filled me. I had done that, but was I good enough? Did I really deserve it? Did I get it out of pity? Imposter's syndrome hit me hard. And there was nothing I could do about it. Why did I have to feel like that on that day? Why couldn't I feel happy? I don't really have an answer to that, I only know that I felt like that and that I'm still not convinced I'm worthy of all of this. I've worked for it, yes, but did I work hard enough?
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