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“If I lost it all tomorrow and had to start all over, I would be a millionaire again within two years.”
 

I used to proclaim that statement above with great pride.  Not only did ...

It was Christmas Eve in a year that shall remain unidentified.  I was in a drab room at the Miami Airport Marriott, writing my suicide journal.  I wasn’t melodramatic or even frantic, in ...

(A Letter to My Younger Self...)

Do you remember your childhood as a time of joy, curiosity, and love?  Hopefully you do, but I sure don’t.  As an effeminate boy with social anxiety is...