I literally ran up my media conglomerate during one of the snowiest days Massachusetts has seen this winter. For two straight days I was locked in at Seaport living off energy drinks ramen Doritos and Chex Mix pushing through a winter storm while most of the city stayed home. When I say these past forty eight hours tested me I mean it. I may be twenty eight but nothing prepares you for nonstop articles content schedules managing multiple online communities and showing up consistently when your body and mind are begging you to stop.

This was not a casual grind. This was real work. I fell asleep a few times I won’t even lie but every time I woke up I got right back to it because freedom was on the other side of the exhaustion. While the world slept I scaled the first real phase of my media conglomerate and that feeling was unmatched. There is something powerful about building quietly when no one is watching and knowing you are laying bricks that will last.

Even during the storm a few other tough souls pulled up to lock in too which says everything about resilience. That winter storm was no joke but the willpower to keep building through it mattered more. I won’t sugarcoat it the grind was heavy and it drained me mentally but it also sharpened me. My homies called and checked on me texted me through social media just to make sure I was good and that support reminded me why I keep going.

Now I’m free and honestly I would do shifts like this again without hesitation because they force you to face who you are and who you are becoming. Working on your own dreams changes you. It builds discipline confidence and a different level of hunger. To everyone clocking in for corporate jobs enjoy it but for me nothing compares to building something of your own on your own time with your own vision. That freedom hits different and I earned every second of it.