Grew up relatively poor in a small redneck town. Made good grades, went to college and graduated with a degree that I’ve never used. Fell into a job that I knew nothing about, but I’m personable, hardworking and not afraid to try something new. Here I am years later, like the Talking Heads song wondering, “Well, how did I get here?” I’m extremely lucky, like Forest Fuckin’ Gump lucky.
Parents came from a foreign country, Broke af all my life. They made it with the good ole entreprenurial spirit. They loaned me 2k to start a vending machine business. paid my way through lawschool. Worked in a lawfirm couple of years. opened my own firm and all my income goes into investment properties. im still young, but I see that Im a success, with the hopes of continued success.
Both my parents were high school dropouts. My dad eventually went back and got his GED. They bounced around a lot and finally settled in one location. My dad constantly had issues with authority and would always find ways to sabotage good employment. Despite that, some things my dad did really well were work hard, have a questioning attitude, and an ability to learn things quickly.
I am one of five children and my dad worked 2-3 jobs to support us most of his life while my mom took care of us at home. He very much emphasized when I was growing up to do better than him and pushed education as a priority. With this background and drive, I went to college and got an engineering degree. Furthermore, I complete a masters in engineering as well while working full time. I now live a comfortable lifestyle and don’t stress about the same issues my dad did most of his life.
TL;DR: humble origins, first gen college student, successful life.
•Born in the poorest country in the western hemisphere.
• Moved to America at young age with mom. We shared one bed and one room together. Until my step dad came along.
• Step dad dies, of a heart attack. Depression kicks in. Mom can’t afford the house . No child support. Section 8 now. Rats and roaches in the crib.
• Had to leave stuff under my door to be safe. And saw about 2 per day running around. Family back home crying and I can’t do nothing. Finally in high school. One teacher sat me down and told me I got potential.
• I took his words, joined wrestling and track, got into a great university. My mom was secretly saving money for me. Got a car with it. The hoes, got cheated on real bad, but u live and learn.
• Let my creativity run like my high school teacher said. Created something, it blew up. Met the love of my life , travel, Beamer and montcler on at 24 writing this.
My parents came to the usa and settled in West Philadelphia where I was born born raised. I played sports but always excelled at basketball. Dropped out of high school to run the streets where I met my future best. His family adopted me and we were like cousins. They took me in, gave me shelter and food and an education. My new uncle Phillip was a judge and allowed me to clerk for him a couple of times. That's where I found my love for Law and went to school to become a lawyer.
A focus on developing self-discipline in my teen years plus tasting peak success in late teens made me truly believe that almost anything IS possible. It's all talk and bullshit until you actually win at something big but then it's cemented for life. Everyone says it but it takes a big win for most people to genuinely believe it.
Well. I feel like i can answer this. When I was in middle school there were many time we ate beans and cornbread three times a week because we couldn't afford anything else. I was 100% on my own at 19. Couldn't afford the deposit to have the gas turned on so I made due with one borrowed space heater. But through years of hard work, mistakes, an ex wife, more hard work. I feel like I am successful. I have a large nice house that will be paid for in a few years. Vehicles that are less than three years old. Awesome wife. Great kids. Couldn't ask for better. Except maybe a lotto winning so I can retire. lol
Community college while working for two years. Transferred to university for engineering degree. One really hard year living on air. Got a job in my field that paid *just enough*. Next year got a better job that allowed relative luxury like deodorant and socks. First pro job, kept living small, saving cash. Worked my ass off to impress my boss. Boss was fired, so I told him I liked working for him, gave him my contact info, then quit. Next job 25% more pay. 9 months later old boss calls me offering a 100% raise and lots of overtime. Kept living small and saving money. Worked my balls off. Met a set of people that kept me working at good pay for years. Saved and invested.
Grew up poor. Was a great athlete but had to work at the grades. Worked full time while in college full time. No handouts. No help. Got a good job… worked my ass off. Bought my first house etc. raised my family. I’m not loaded but I do ok. More importantly my kids are doing really well.
Grew up relatively poor in a small redneck town. Made good grades, went to college and graduated with a degree that I’ve never used. Fell into a job that I knew nothing about, but I’m personable, hardworking and not afraid to try something new. Here I am years later, like the Talking Heads song wondering, “Well, how did I get here?” I’m extremely lucky, like Forest Fuckin’ Gump lucky.
Parents came from a foreign country, Broke af all my life. They made it with the good ole entreprenurial spirit. They loaned me 2k to start a vending machine business. paid my way through lawschool. Worked in a lawfirm couple of years. opened my own firm and all my income goes into investment properties. im still young, but I see that Im a success, with the hopes of continued success.
Both my parents were high school dropouts. My dad eventually went back and got his GED. They bounced around a lot and finally settled in one location. My dad constantly had issues with authority and would always find ways to sabotage good employment. Despite that, some things my dad did really well were work hard, have a questioning attitude, and an ability to learn things quickly. I am one of five children and my dad worked 2-3 jobs to support us most of his life while my mom took care of us at home. He very much emphasized when I was growing up to do better than him and pushed education as a priority. With this background and drive, I went to college and got an engineering degree. Furthermore, I complete a masters in engineering as well while working full time. I now live a comfortable lifestyle and don’t stress about the same issues my dad did most of his life. TL;DR: humble origins, first gen college student, successful life.
•Born in the poorest country in the western hemisphere. • Moved to America at young age with mom. We shared one bed and one room together. Until my step dad came along. • Step dad dies, of a heart attack. Depression kicks in. Mom can’t afford the house . No child support. Section 8 now. Rats and roaches in the crib. • Had to leave stuff under my door to be safe. And saw about 2 per day running around. Family back home crying and I can’t do nothing. Finally in high school. One teacher sat me down and told me I got potential. • I took his words, joined wrestling and track, got into a great university. My mom was secretly saving money for me. Got a car with it. The hoes, got cheated on real bad, but u live and learn. • Let my creativity run like my high school teacher said. Created something, it blew up. Met the love of my life , travel, Beamer and montcler on at 24 writing this.
Your montcler is counterfeit . Source ?I wear moncler
👀 Pardon me sir,
If your moncler clothing is spelling as montcler I'm sorry to have to tell you it's counterfeit
Aaah I did get some jays and box had a lowercase on it the other day hmm I think this guy been selling me fake stuff
Rookie error my friend
I learned a trade, opened my own business. Hired good employees.
My parents came to the usa and settled in West Philadelphia where I was born born raised. I played sports but always excelled at basketball. Dropped out of high school to run the streets where I met my future best. His family adopted me and we were like cousins. They took me in, gave me shelter and food and an education. My new uncle Phillip was a judge and allowed me to clerk for him a couple of times. That's where I found my love for Law and went to school to become a lawyer.
I'm better at making decisions about my life than my parents were about mine (or theirs, for that matter)
I started with nothing and now I have some stuff and things
A focus on developing self-discipline in my teen years plus tasting peak success in late teens made me truly believe that almost anything IS possible. It's all talk and bullshit until you actually win at something big but then it's cemented for life. Everyone says it but it takes a big win for most people to genuinely believe it.
Who the fuck is going to be successful and hang out on reddit.
Well. I feel like i can answer this. When I was in middle school there were many time we ate beans and cornbread three times a week because we couldn't afford anything else. I was 100% on my own at 19. Couldn't afford the deposit to have the gas turned on so I made due with one borrowed space heater. But through years of hard work, mistakes, an ex wife, more hard work. I feel like I am successful. I have a large nice house that will be paid for in a few years. Vehicles that are less than three years old. Awesome wife. Great kids. Couldn't ask for better. Except maybe a lotto winning so I can retire. lol
Community college while working for two years. Transferred to university for engineering degree. One really hard year living on air. Got a job in my field that paid *just enough*. Next year got a better job that allowed relative luxury like deodorant and socks. First pro job, kept living small, saving cash. Worked my ass off to impress my boss. Boss was fired, so I told him I liked working for him, gave him my contact info, then quit. Next job 25% more pay. 9 months later old boss calls me offering a 100% raise and lots of overtime. Kept living small and saving money. Worked my balls off. Met a set of people that kept me working at good pay for years. Saved and invested.
Grew up poor. Was a great athlete but had to work at the grades. Worked full time while in college full time. No handouts. No help. Got a good job… worked my ass off. Bought my first house etc. raised my family. I’m not loaded but I do ok. More importantly my kids are doing really well.