I grew up ridiculously poor.
By the time I was 19, I founded my first startup, with less than $20 in the bank. I chose the one career that could somehow make me way, way poorer.
Within the first year I had racked up over $100,000 in personal debt, which took me from "poor" to "infinitely poor.” Today we call that college debt.
Within a few years some of the startup bets I had made began paying off.
Before I knew it, I was shopping for exotic cars, a new home (I was still living in a campus apartment at the time) and writing a single check to payoff all my college debt (a smaller check since I dropped out so quickly).
In my mind, I had made it.
But then a funny thing happened... nothing. Nothing at all. I woke...