I don't think I ever felt foolish for not being a success in business but I did realize that I was chasing my tail trying to fit my round peg into too large, or worse, too small, square holes. I realized I had fallen into the trap of choosing a career for the money rather than a career that would align with my purpose and just settle into the financial lifestyle that could support. I have described growing up with wealth and privilege as enslaving me and as hinderences. I think you'll enjoy this poem of mine. https://medium.com/write-under-the-moon/oh-soulful-mariner-51e5136226d8