There’s a lot to life — and it’s challenging. I’m 38 years old (as of 2/13/26 the day I opened this journal). I’m living in my mom’s house. I’m divorced. I have three kids — one with special needs. But before the divorce, I did almost everything right financially. At one point, I was worth nearly $2 million. My investment engines were just about to really take off. I even had a dividend account worth close to $100,000 that I planned to use strictly for vacations.

And then came a brutal divorce.

I had to split half my assets. I spent nearly $100,000 just to see my children, $250,000 on lawyer fee’s. And that’s not counting everything else that came with it. It sucked.

I think I’m writing this blog to prove something to myself — that I can do it again.

This is a journal. A reset. A rebuilding phase. I want to document the lessons I’ve learned, the mistakes I made, and the perspectives life forced me to develop. Don’t get me wrong — I’d probably marry again (with new experiences taken into account). But I wouldn’t blindly follow some of the financial “heroes” out there even though I truly believe in the message they preach. The world today is harsh. Protections matter. Financial safeguards matter. You can believe in love and still protect yourself. Those two things aren’t mutually exclusive.

This isn’t bitterness, maybe a little bit of what I would call dejection. It’s experience. I hope you learn from mine. Join me as I start over — determined to prove to myself that I can rebuild it all again.

And that you can too.