I've failed to pursue many dreams.
I seriously considered acting, but I didn't want to play male roles. I wanted to be a rock star, and had a chance to sing in a band, but I hate the sound of my voice. (I probably can't sing, anyway.) I would do YT videos, except I hate my appearance, too. One of my dream jobs is lecturing, but I'm obviously never going to do that. For me, the problem is just that I don't want to be seen or heard by anyone so long as I'm in this body. (Why a person with my issues would want to lecture is a complete mystery.)
I dropped out of high school partly because all the bullying had seriously messed me up. I went back and got my diploma, but then couldn't get a student loan so the only way I could have gone to university is if I'd worked full-time while I was in school. But I couldn't handle both a job and school because I have a lot of difficulty with school as it is and would have just failed all my courses. So my limitations definitely prevented me from getting a university degree, or a degree as a therapist, but how much of that was psychological and how much of that was disability I'll never know.
I also wanted to get into game design, but I couldn't do the math required for programming, and I'm not a talented enough artist to do graphics. I also wanted to write/draw graphic novels, but the art killed me there, too.
So I would say that it's about half psych issues and half functional disability or lacking the necessary gifts. I'm pretty much useless for anything, tbh.
For forty-seven years I've put up with it now. I must stop Christmas from coming ... but how?