when I was younger, I wanted to be a writer. mom discouraged me saying it didn't make enough money.
when I got older, I always wanted to know what it was like if i just focused one million percent on something dealing with numbers.
Unfortunately, since I was exposed to a lot of western media at a young age, I grew up being able to communicate quite effectively with english speaking natives, so i ended up in support roles via phone/text/chat, and saw small success there.
that small success was my downfall.
I kept pushing off doing what I wanted to do and instead enjoyed the money I was bringing in. It wasnt a very big amount, but it was certainly enough to buy things I had repressed the urge to purchase because of one reason or another.
In the end, being comfortable killed me.