Hmm, what to do?
Have a go and regret trying? Or, don't have a go and regret not trying? That's a recipe for depression if ever there was one.
30 years ago, a father of two, I followed the dream. I worked hard though didn't find it hard work, struggled - as did the family, and don't regret the choice. If I had my time over again, there's not much I'd change.
The industry is not hugely stable, nor does it pay any where near as much as most think. Advice given to me when I
knew no better was not to do it. I'm glad that the conviction of
my dream was such that I went ahead anyhow. Despite the downs, it's been a great 30 years and I suspect I'd be a bitter and twisted miserable bastard if I'd not given it a go.
The decision is yours. Eyes wide open!
