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I went from homeless to making more money than I ever thought possible. Turns out, the hardest part was learning how to enjoy it.

I was born in San Jose del Cabo to two American citizens.

Our time in Mexico was short, and as soon as we came back stateside, I was taken in by my grandparents.

To all outside appearances, I was a happy kid with a wholesome life.

But behind closed doors, I felt alone and like a walking burden to the whole world.

Both my grandparents were hard workers with high morals.

So from an early age, I learned to work first and play later.

They also taught me the importance of doing things right the first time.

I took that to heart. Maybe a little too much.

Charles in an orange hoodie and cap, standing by the ocean

All through school I got honors, until I didn’t.

Things took a turn for the worse when I was about fifteen.

I had always felt so weak and insignificant compared to the people around me.

And when I realized I was no longer a child, and no longer weak, I rebelled.

And I rebelled hard.

I was quickly able to ruin all my relationships and find myself in more trouble than I could have imagined.

To keep a long story short, I finally bottomed out when I was 25.

I remember I was wearing red Chuck Taylors, Dickies pants I had cut into shorts, and a powder blue Chargers jersey.

I couldn’t look anywhere but straight down at the ground. I was that full of shame.

I was homeless.

It was pouring rain, and I had nowhere to go.

I was alone and completely broken inside.

A short time later, I ended up in jail.

It wasn’t my first time behind bars, but it’s definitely where things started to change.

Over the next few years, I got out of trouble, got my shit together, and started rebuilding my life.

To my surprise, in a short time, I was crushing every goal I set my sights on.

Quickly moving up at work.

Starting businesses that made me more money than I ever thought possible.

Picking up new hobbies and getting very good at them.

Becoming a better partner, in better and better relationships.

I was like the Cookie Monster, eating up everything that was put in front of me.

Therapy, coaching, books, seminars, courses, you name it.

If it could give me a leg up, I was doing it.

I’d always kept my self-help and healing journey top secret.

Outside of a few guys I mentored over the years, no one knew.

Two skydivers in free fall high above the coastline

Everything was great!

But something was still missing.

I could feel it.

That hole deep inside myself.

And nothing was taking it away.

I remember sitting in my truck after the business had finally started making real money. I had more than I’d ever had before.

And I remember realizing: I still feel the same.

I thought the money was supposed to make me feel secure. I thought success was supposed to give me freedom. I thought if I got far enough ahead, eventually I’d be able to relax.

Instead, there was always another milestone. Another reason to keep going. And stopping somehow felt like giving up.

Looking back, I wasn’t chasing anything.

I was running from that same old feeling of not being enough.

And the only fuel I knew was pressure.

So I did what I knew how to do. I doubled down.

Meanwhile, I’d wanted to be a life coach for years.

It made it on my annual goals year after year, after year.

But I had a real business that was working.

Who walks away from something that’s working?

Just the idea of it scared the shit out of me.

So I stayed put.

Until I finally hit my breaking point.

I got into enough pain to put everything on the line.

I invested a large chunk of my savings into coach training through Thriving Coach Academy to see if something I believed impossible was actually possible.

Turns out, it was.

Because here I am.

Coaching.

It was one of the best investments I’ve ever made in myself.

And in the process, my life began changing too.

The biggest shift wasn’t how much I was working. It was why.

I stopped pushing myself with pressure, and started going after what I actually wanted.

I wasn’t running from anything anymore. For the first time, my life felt like mine.

I slowed things down. I became more deliberate about where my time went. I stopped automatically doing things just because I was good at them, or because they were making me money.

I spent more time on my hobbies. More time with people I care about. I had more energy. More freedom. More peace.

And here’s the thing: my financial life didn’t fall apart.

I still love winning. I just stopped asking the wins to make me whole.

Charles on the beach at sunset, looking out at the ocean

There’s nothing I love more than listening to someone get real and go deep.

No judgment.

No worries.

Just totally raw realness.

Because I know what it’s like to build an entirely new life and still wonder why something doesn’t feel right.

Life is amazing.

Once we get out of the way, and allow it to be.

If my story sounds a little too familiar, let’s talk.

The Practice is thirteen weeks, one-on-one, built around what I had to learn the hard way. Figuring out what you actually want. Changing how you push yourself to get there. And owning the life you’ve built.

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