I grew up thinking butterflies in my stomach signified nerves; no other word could describe the feelings I would get. As I grew up and walked into my licensing exam I felt butterflies but this time they were different, nausea followed by self doubt, a pit in my stomach that felt like it would never disappear. I would soon learn a different word for nerves, it was anxiety. As I progressed into medical school imposter syndrome hit and my anxiety was at a high. I made the choice to not let anxiety be the driver by learning how to cope with it. I began using tapping techniques, finding confidence within myself and talking to others who experienced similar feelings. I know feel like I can be my best self because I’ve developed the right tools to deal with it whenever it creeps up on me.