It’s almost been two months since I walked away from what I guess I’d call my corporate clinical job. Seven days shy of that marker, and honestly, I just needed to sit down and reflect—to give myself an update and maybe share one with you all. Because, damn, it’s been a wild ride with all kinds of feelings tangled up in it.
Leaving that clinical role wasn’t easy, but I had a backup plan—some contract work with this incredible online addiction recovery app. That gig has been amazing, a steady anchor as I figured out what was next. And what came next surprised even me: I put together my own business, fast and furious. This blog right here is where it all started—realizing that sharing my story, talking openly, actually meant something to people. That it could help, connect, maybe even change lives. Over these past two years of writing, I’ve watched that happen, and it’s been nothing short of incredible.
To you—the readers, the likers, the sharers, the folks who restack and keep coming back—you’ve become my stability. My gratitude for you runs deep. To the people I work with every day, my professional tribe, thank you for being part of this journey. For the first time, maybe not ever in my life but definitely for the first time in a long while, I feel this deep-down certainty: this is going to be an amazing ride.
Starting my business from scratch? No capital, no cash, just grit and a plan. I found a student entrepreneur program to file my LLC for free—that’s how broke I was. But now, looking at my bank account with about $2,000 in it, that number might not mean much to some, but to me? It’s every dream, every hope, every prayer paying off. It’s proof that starting from nothing can lead to something real.
And then there’s my first client—what an experience. The work we’re doing is personalized on a level I never even imagined possible. It’s real connection and real impact, and it’s blown me away. To my first client, thank you. You’ve helped shake off that imposter syndrome just a little more, and I appreciate you for that.
Last week, I got my business cards. Just ordered a thousand flyers to spread the word. I’m diving into my community, ready to network face to face, and honestly, I can’t wait. I was a hustler in a past life—talked for a living, moved product, made deals. Now? I talk for a living, but it’s a whole new kind of hustle. Call it a 360, 180, whatever—you do the math. I’m pulling all the pieces together, tapping into local networks (even the visitor bureau, which isn’t called the chamber anymore, but old habits die hard). I’ve got my door sticker, banners with my business name, and I’m making connections like a pro.
I’ve been networking for six years, and now it’s all coming together. Dreams are turning into reality, and the opportunities keep rolling in. The timing couldn’t be more perfect. I still remember being fresh and green in residential, telling people to focus on making the next right choice, believing things would get better. And here I am—walking, talking proof that they do.
Sure, I’ve made mistakes. Hell, I’ve had my share of fuck-ups. But at the end of the day, I’m doing something good—for me, for others. I’m striving to be the person I wish I’d had when I needed one most. Whether it’s huge leaps or tiny, almost invisible steps, if it matters to even one person, then it’s worth it.
Progress is progress, no matter the size. And this? This is just the beginning.
Thanks for being part of the ride.
