“I just don’t know what to do with my life.”
I was an entitled 21-year-old who thought he deserved to have his life figured out.
My family thought I was crazy.
My dad was mad at me.
My mom tried but couldn’t understand me.
I had just sold my car.
Sublet my apartment in downtown Charlotte.
And quit my finance job (I had gone to school and got an MBA for).
“I’ll be in the first flight back to Barcelona.”
And I came back home.
Feeling like I had quit on my family.
But also -- hoping there was something better on the other side.
“But what do you want to do?”, my dad asked.
I don’t know. I think I want to write.
That was the one thing that had stayed true throughout my life.
I wrote stories about superheroes when I was 7.
I wrote fiction books when I was 14.
I wrote my classmates’ English papers for $10/page in college to make some cash.
I wrote when I was desperate. When I was happy. When I was sad.
And so, I wrote.
I wrote about all my failed business experiments every day on Quora for months.
2M views in 6 months.
And then, something weird happened.
A CEO asked me to ghostwrite for him.
And then another.
That’s when I learned I loved creating content and driving inbound leads.
3 years later, I’ve built Influence Podium, my agency, off the same ideas.
And that’s my story.