I've got a problem. At least, I used to.Success freaked me out.I thought I wanted to be successful, but I really didn't.Oh, I'd think a lot about wanting to make more out of my life, to do something that filled me with passion and excitement, but I never bit the bullet and did it.You know why?I was scared I'd fail.Failure, to me, meant saying I was going to do something publicly, trying to do it, and then not being able to do what I wanted to do. I've always been like this, for as long as I can