I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO

I am torn between sharing what's on my mind & keeping it to myself. Words are playing rugby in my thoughts I need to put them together& they don't want to keep still. ☹
Am scared! What if I don't have money for the following month? What if I don't get customers to buy my shoes? Do I quit my job for school? Am confuse don't know what to do!

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