I feel better...

Uber-boss just came over to reassure me that nobody thinks any worse of me for last week's debacle, and These Things Happen.

Which, intellectually, I know, but that hasn't stopped me from beating myself up and imagining terrible things thus far. I know I do a good job and people are pleased with me, but somehow I always manage to think of myself as just on the verge of getting found out for the incompetent fraud I am.

I know it makes no sense.