I am a Superhero.

I have never crossed a radioactive spider, and no - I can not fly - but I do have a super power.  Like most superheroes, my true nature is best found at night. During the day, I hide behind a false identity and glasses. And like most superheroes, that thin veil can be shattered by the simplest bit of logic. It's really the social contract of my world that allows those around me to ignore the gaping holes in the plot.

The power didn't come from a failed science experiment and it is not driven by the insatiable urge to avenge a loved one's death. My origin story is more of a montage than a comprehensive narrative. It's not even a cool montage where I learn to dance or do kung fu. In fact, as time goes on my montage shows me trying less and less.

You see, my secret power is the ability to make myself feel worse about myself than is humanely possible. My self-doubt has super human strength. I can become invisible to those around me. My lazer vision catalogs my every flaw. And my true identify and alter ego have never been seen in the same place at the same time.