As we get older, our fears morph into something way more realistic. When you were a kid, you probably fear monsters under your bed, ghosts, or other things that don't make sense. More of irrational fear towards unrealistic beings. As you get older, your fear changes into whether or not you pass SBMPTN, SNMPTN, whether you pass your job interview, whether your preferred career will put food on the table. These things have real impacts towards your life, and it makes you want to curl up in your bed and escape somewhere else.
I'm at a point in my life where I fear I may not be able to have a decent job that pays the bill. I fear I may not be able to live up to my dream which is to work at a reputable news company as a journalist. This fear is making me uncomfortable at times. I know it's part of growing up to sometime settle for a job that may not be what you wanted or expected. But, I refuse to do that. I want to pursue my passion.
"Isn't it scary to think you're not good enough to compete in this harsh world?"
"Isn't it scary that there is always someone more capable at something you thought you'd be best at?"
The real world is scary, but I refuse to give up on my dream.