Here I am, staring at a document titled ‘Book Proposal’, feeling a mix of excitement, uncertainty, and the pull of possibility.   The doubt is persistent. Although I have full confidence in the concept and genuinely believe my idea is unique, something still tells me I should leave this to the “real” writers. Imposter Syndrome is loud. It repeats the same words over and over: “You’re delusional,” trying to convince me that I’m an idiot for trying. But I’m moving forward anyway. Fearing Regret More Than Failure. I do this not because I’m especially brave, but because at 46, my fear of regret has grown significantly larger than my fear of…