As a kid, I was always a lover Passionate, empathetic, and I just wanted everyone to be happy!
I grew up extremely shy, physically unhealthy, and a walking target for bullies.
I sought an escape from life, and fitness was my answer.
I started working out, got jacked, and fell in love.
Decided to conquer my shyness and follow my passion to help others in fitness.
I quickly became one of the most sought-after group fitness instructors in the area.
Got engaged. She called it off. And I almost killed myself.
I continued to help people - it’s all I knew.
Got my heart broken a few more times. And packed on a lot of shame.
Something in me knew there was more to life, so… I cut my lease, sold everything, dropped out of college, and moved to Dallas, Texas.
Broke, homeless, and suicidal, I slept out of my car for 6 months because I was literally “livin’ on a prayer”
Realized I was my own problem and my own solution.
So I picked up 4 jobs, worked 19 hours a day 7 days a week for 2 months straight.
Massive burnout led me to quitting all of my jobs and launching my own online fitness business that did really well.
My heart was searching for something more…
So I cut my lease, sold everything, and traveled the world for a year.
More heartbreak and chasing emotionally unavailable women.
Moved to Santa Monica, California to build a new life for myself.
Said “fuck it” and jumped ship from the fitness industry to help others in a new way.
Developed some online courses, helped a lot of people fall in love, and had some live events. But neglected my own financial well-being.
Cue: Threats to sue, $150,000 in debt, and an eviction notice on my door… all on the same day.
Realized I was out of integrity...
Helping everyone around me find self love, but me.
While I almost killed myself from the overwhelm of it all, It’s what I needed to finally love myself.
So I dropped my extreme caffeine addiction, actually started loving myself, and paid off the debt.
That passionate, empathetic kid who just wants everyone to be happy…
Finally learned to make himself happy too.
I know how to love because I know all the ways to not. I dove into every form of self-abandonment, self-neglect, and self-betrayal possible (and my heart broke enough times) before I finally learned to love myself.
My story isn’t over yet. And I’ve devoted my life to loving myself and helping others like me do the same.