Single. ‘Independent.’ Broke.

I believe that hard work is essential for a fruitful present and future. Sowing the seeds of abundance into your life today will definitely increase your harvest in the long run. The thing is, we tend to romanticize the idea of getting to that blissful place where there is little pressure to perform and yet we still receive abundance.

If you know me and you’ve seen my blogs or have had the honor of having me write for you, you know that I absolutely love my trade. Writing is my passion. It can be tough, emotional and even mundane at times but I love it. I love writing fiction, articles and of course sharing my fiery opinion on major topics. The road to success as a multi-faceted writer is not one as simple as some may think.

I have learned some truths (both personal and universal) about the struggle and strife of making a living for myself over the years. That I feel entitled to sharing with some of you out there that may be wondering or going through this very same thing today. So yeah. Without further ado, here’s my personal mini-story about working towards my dream.

I come from a military family. I was taught from a young age that if you want something you have to go out and get it for yourself. We are a family that seem to be allergic to and even ashamed of receiving any kind of help. My mother and father raised 7 children together by themselves having multiple jobs between them to keep the bills paid. Naturally I want to be the same.

The problem with me is that I am not actually good at things that make people a crap load of money. I don’t ‘get’ electronics, I am a total bimbo when it comes to complicated math and I’m an unhealthy klutz so the military was out of the question. I had always written stories but I never thought anything of it. I would pretend to be a reporter when I was younger but as I grew older and came to the realization that I have anxiety and am a recluse I had to throw that thought out of the window.

Working in the freelance field after high school seemed easy enough. I’d go online and pitch topics to dozens of people and hear crickets. That is, until one day I got an offer from a gaming blog that I’m too ashamed to mention. Things started picking up. I went from working for free to getting hundreds of dollars per month from doing what I love when all of a sudden my clients began giving work to foreigners for pennies on the dollar instead. I was sickened by their actions so much that it felt like the ground was ripped from beneath my feet.

I went from having money to pay bills and cash to fool around with to pinching pennies and praying to God that some client would pick me up. One thing that I’ve learned as a freelancer and person who just can’t seem to get a break when it comes to steady work is that you have to keep going no matter what. The sun don’t always shine as they say.




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