You’re Being Catfished

You ever met a liar that’s so good they could convince you that you aren’t you?

That happened to me—well, it’s been happening. This chick is so good that she even sounds like me. She had me confused so many times. I heard her voice and knew she was me.

To be totally honest, I’m not even sure how many years—well, decades—I’ve been catfished.

But don’t worry. Lately, she’s been getting sloppy. Her phrases are becoming repetitive. She’s developing a pattern. I can almost predict what she’ll do next. I know what she’ll say, and even when she’ll show up.

I am developing a portrait of my inner critic. Like a sketch artist with a little more information, I’m filling in the details. Soon she won’t be able to fool me anymore.

I’ve heard that there are others out there, so…