Dreams are funny things, aren’t they? They’re like embers in a fire pit—they can lie dormant for years but spark to life again when the time is right. For me, that dormant ember has always been my love for doing business. This isn’t about romance or anything remotely close to it. It’s about the thrill of transactions, the joy of creating something meaningful, and the fulfillment of making others happy through what I can offer.
I grew up surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the business world. My family used to run a restaurant, and my sisters had their own ventures as well. I was exposed to the joys and challenges of entrepreneurship from a young age. I remember watching customers leave with happy faces, savoring the food we served. It was inspiring, and somewhere along the way, a little seed was planted in my mind—a seed that grew into a dream of owning my own business one day.
Years later, my passion for fashion became the blueprint for that dream. I envisioned opening my own clothing line. Fueled by determination, I bought myself a sewing machine and spent countless hours on YouTube, teaching myself how to sew. It wasn’t easy, but it was rewarding. Every stitch was a step closer to my dream.
In 2025, I’ll hit a personal milestone: ten years of making my own baju raya. Can you believe that? A whole decade of creating pieces that reflect my style and passion. With this milestone on the horizon, I can’t help but think, Is it time to take the plunge? Should I finally reignite that old flame and turn my passion into a business?
But here’s the thing about being a Cancer: rejection terrifies me. What if people don’t like what I’m selling? What if my products don’t meet their expectations? Even writing about it makes me feel dizzy. The fear of failure and criticism looms large, casting shadows over my excitement.
Yet, the pull toward this dream remains strong. There’s something magnetic about the idea of sharing my creations with the world, of seeing customers wear something I made with my own hands. I can already imagine their smiles and the sense of pride I’d feel.
So, what’s stopping me? Mostly, it’s the fear of the unknown. Starting a business is no small feat, and I’m not sure where to begin. Do I start small with a few designs? Should I test the waters through an online platform? How do I even handle marketing, branding, and all the nitty-gritty details?
Maybe this post is my first step. Writing about it, putting my fears and hopes out there, feels like the beginning of something. If you’re reading this and have been in my shoes, I’d love to hear your thoughts. How do you overcome the fear of rejection? How do you take that first leap into the unknown?
For now, I’ll let these thoughts simmer, just like those embers. Perhaps they’ll spark into something bigger. Maybe 2025 will be the year I turn my love for fashion and my dream of doing business into reality. Only time will tell.
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