In April 2023, my laptop got stolen in Kenya.
I was at the end of my travels through East Africa — Ethiopia, Kenya, Uganda.
Backpack. Solo. Flip-flops.
And honestly? I had no idea what I was doing with my life.
I had just finished my psychology degree. I was living off a $1,000/month part-time job I still had from uni. And I knew the moment I went back home, the pressure would start.
“Get a job. Get serious. Grow up.”
But I didn’t want that.
I wanted to keep traveling.
I wanted to work online.
I wanted freedom.
At the end of May, I sat down in a coffee shop in Uganda and typed into Google:
“How to make money writing online.”
That’s it. That Google search flipped my whole world upside down.
I’d always been into journaling. I figured writing doesn’t need much — just a laptop and decent WiFi (which I didn’t have, lol).
Google started showing me blog posts, YouTube videos, and success stories of bloggers making money without building a brand or using social media.
It sounded perfect.
No need to go online. No need to network. Just write. Post. Wait for the clicks.
I was hooked.
By June 1st, I snapped.
I spent $2,100 in one day:
- $1,300 on a blogging course
- $800 on a new laptop
I still only made $1,000/month at the time.
So yeah – I bet more than 2x my monthly income on something I didn’t even understand.
But in that moment, I told myself:
I’m going all-in.
All in on writing.
All in on online income.
All in on building a life I didn’t want to escape from.
And what happened next?
Nothing. 😅
At least not for a while.
I blogged for 8 months – no views, no clients, no money.
I battled SEO. I posted into the void. I tweaked headlines and waited for clicks that never came.
I told myself I was building something. But nothing was working.
By January 2024, I was broke and lost. Back home. Still no plan. Still dreaming of freedom.
Still not making a single dollar online.
Then I made a hard decision:
I left blogging behind.
That hurt. It meant admitting I wasted 8 months and $1,300.
But that’s when everything changed.
I moved to social media and joined Threads and X.
And pretty quickly, I found out that my writing was actually pretty damn good (Maybe the blogging course was worth something after all.)
But I was still broke. Still had no way to make money.
So what did I do?
- I sold my handpan to afford a mentor
- I started offering ghostwriting services
- I wrote posts for free to build testimonials
I gave everything I had, every day, with zero guarantee it would work.
3 months of relentless drive. Passion. A will to make it work.
The result?
In April 2024, I had my first $10k/month.
Clients were coming to me. I had real results. I built a service people were excited to pay for.
And I’m telling you, I couldn’t believe it.
Those $10,000 felt like I just became a millionaire. It was the sign that everything is possible.
I made it.
After almost a year of grinding with no results, I finally made it.
And that’s the thing about business. It’s like bamboo:
You spend months, sometimes years, building deep roots no one sees. Then, in just weeks, it shoots up into the air.
So if you’re sitting there wondering how to make it work…
If you’re staring at your bank account, not knowing what to do next…
If you’re Googling “how to make money online” and hoping something clicks…
I’ve been there. I know how it feels. And I want you to know:
It is possible. You can build the life you want.
Was it easy?
No. Life is going to test you to see if you truly want it. But if you stick with the pain and keep showing up… it will work. It worked for me – with zero credentials, zero followers, zero plan.
I was just a broke psychology grad with no idea what to do with my life. Now I have a business that lets me:
- Travel wherever I want
- Have breakfast with my mum at 11 AM on a random Tuesday
- Go to noon jiu-jitsu classes without asking for anyone’s permission
That’s freedom for me.
If that’s the kind of life you want, I can help.
Just reply to this email with “mentor” and I’ll show you the exact path I took. We’ll build your personal brand, your income, and your freedom – together.
With love,
Heythem
