I want things out of life. I want to work in publishing. I want to be involved in all the bookish things I’ve dreamed about for years. But, honestly? I’m scared.

My family always taught me to work hard, never borrow money, be a good person — and, quite frankly, don’t follow your dreams. Dreams are hobbies, not reality. That’s what I grew up believing.

Now, I’m older, and those dreams still burn bright inside me. But I’ve boxed myself in with a little mental cage built from fear and doubt. The fear of failure holds me back. I know amazing things happen outside your comfort zone — trust me, I’ve seen it — but how do you actually take that leap without your soul seizing up in a panic attack?

I have more issues than a comic book shop and more problems than a math textbook. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to be happy. I’ve let myself be walked on and taken advantage of. But how do you know when enough is enough?

I need more from life — while I’m still semi-young, while the time feels right.

So, here I am, trying to explore a career in publishing or the book world. I’m a personal assistant, and I firmly believe in my abilities. It’s the doing part, the execution, that shakes me to the core.

If you’ve ever been terrified of chasing your dreams, you’re not alone. I appreciate any advice or encouragement. And remember: follow your dreams, even if you’re scared. Because sometimes the scariest steps are the most worth taking.