When I was 11, I lit roman candles inside my foster home.
Yup… inside.
Bad idea…
Turns out, couches can catch fire.
Which makes a foster home kinda happy when that 11 year old kid packs up his bag and leaves.
Fast forward a few years and I was still making bad decisions…
So at 17, I was driving a stolen car, high and drunk…
With a handgun in the backpack on the passenger seat…
And then I crashed that stolen car into a house.
But get this…
That day saved my life.
And started my journey towards the life I have today…
I tell my story at Portage NOT to boast or brag…But to encourage you to achieve your dreams and goals. Check out Portage Atlantic HERE >>
After the series of bad decisions with the stolen car…
Portage was the drug rehab center that saved my life when I was 17.
To this day, I try to visit once or twice a year (for 24 years now).
In this video, I talk about my journey…
- “Success leaves clues”
- The one thing every BIG house has in common (and yours should, too)
- Why therapy is SO important
Fair warning…
My story isn’t always easy to hear.
Because I refuse to edit or sugarcoat it.
But I hope it inspires you to dream bigger about what’s possible!
