Three years ago, I made the scariest decision of my life:

I quit my dentistry career to become an entrepreneur.

I’m not usually a brave guy—or at least, not back then. I was terrified. I wasn’t a big risk taker and I’m a constant overthinker.

And I’d spent ten years and over 6 figures becoming a dentist. The investment felt like an anchor slowly dragging me down.

Why?

Because I wasn’t happy.

On paper, I was doing well.

I was specialising in cosmetics and working 6 days a week to ‘achieve success’.

But I couldn’t shake this feeling I was making a massive mistake.

That I was climbing the wrong mountain.

That there was something more to life.

Don’t get me wrong, dentistry is not a bad job. Especially since I was first kid in the family to go to university.

The parents were proud and the pay was good.

But I’m a firm believer life is too short to not love what you do.

And I’d fallen in love with writing—big time.

I found the skill during COVID 2020 when I had time to explore my curiosity (I started with stand-up comedy, thankfully no one heard my awful jokes).

But as the world returned to normal, I was anything but.

I’d fallen out of love with the 9-5.

I hated having a boss. I hated having a schedule. I hated how much time is wasted by rush hour, meetings, and doing things you don’t want to do.

I’d become unemployable.

My original plan was to write for 5 years before work, start as a side-hustle, then gradually shift careers.

But after 13 months of 5 am sessions, I couldn’t stand wasting another second.

My logic: if you can do well in a career you don’t enjoy, what happens when you focus on one you do?

So I quit.

I had no clue how things would go.

It had taken me 12 gruelling months to hit 1,000 followers. And it would be another 6 months to make my first dollar (18 months since my first blog post).

But I’m pleased to say now almost a quarter of a million people read my social content.

35,000 legends read the newsletter (thank you).

And the business will cross 7 figures before the end of the year. Which is beyond all expectations.

Going ‘all in’ was the best decision I made.

But not because things worked out—although I’m glad they did (I sacrificed a lot of hairline).

But because it showed me how important it is to bet on yourself.

See…

We spend most of our life wanting to do things but being too scared to take the plunge.

You worry you’re making the wrong decisions…

You worry things won’t work out…

You worry you’ll look silly or stupid.

But honestly?

None of that shit is real.

Our monkey mind makes failure feel fatal.

It makes us care far too much about the crowd’s opinion and not enough about our own.

But only you get to live your life. And you get one shot. You shouldn’t waste away in the shadows of ‘what could have been’.

So the lesson I’ve learned?

Your most important mission is to conquer fear.

Because fear has it’s tendrils stretched into all of your thoughts and decisions.

And everything you want is on the other side of it.

Once you realise most anxieties are just misplaced attachments and most problems are a construct of whichever slither of society you started in…

And that you can choose what’s important and what’s not…

You become free to build the life you want—instead of following the standard script.

Anyhow…

I don’t speak much about this stuff because I’m just a student of awareness. Each time I think I’ve nailed it, life slaps you with the next level of the game.

Even now, I have decisions I’m putting off. Bets I’m scared to make.

I’m sure you do too.

But I’m grateful for how things have gone.

Most importantly, I’m grateful for you.

Because a writer is nothing without their audience.

Your support and attention over the past few years have been the best gift I could ask for.

I hope you get what you want. I hope you give yourself the chance.

Thanks for everything—it’s been a blast.

Kieran