Leo-James

Joined July 2025

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From One Dollar to a Dream: My Journey to a Million
It All Started with Just $1 I used to believe the saying, “It takes money to make money.” It sounded like common sense. Everyone I knew who was successful had something to start with—connections, savings, or at least a supportive safety net.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Humans
Brick by Brick: Building the Life I Couldn't Afford to Dream About
I didn’t grow up with wealth. I grew up watching my parents stretch paychecks like rubber bands, praying they wouldn’t snap before the end of the month.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Humans
10 Reminders for Anyone Who Feels Behind in Life
Let’s talk about that feeling. That quiet ache in your chest when you look around and feel like everyone else is ahead of you—further in their careers, happier in their relationships, clearer in their purpose. Meanwhile, you're stuck, or lost, or just… behind.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Humans
I Was Down to $23—Now I’m Financially Free. Here’s How I Did It
I remember the exact moment I realized something had to change. It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon, and I was sitting in my car, parked outside a grocery store, staring at my bank app. I had $23.47 to my name. My next paycheck was five days away. Rent was overdue, and my credit card minimums were screaming at me like unpaid ghosts.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Motivation
5 Signs You’re Not Lazy — You’re Struggling Mentally
Let’s start with the truth: You are not lazy. You’ve just been taught to mislabel your pain. We live in a culture that praises productivity and hustle, but it doesn’t always make space for struggle. If you're not moving fast, if you're not achieving, if you're not “on top of things,” you're told you're falling behind. You're told you're lazy.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Motivation
The Spark That Started It All
The summer I turned twelve was a scorcher. The kind of heat that made the asphalt shimmer and the air hum with possibility. My small town, nestled in the heart of the Midwest, was alive with the sounds of kids biking down cracked sidewalks and the distant hum of lawnmowers. But for me, that summer wasn’t just about lazy days or ice cream trucks—it was the summer I decided I wanted to make something of myself. It was the summer I earned my first dollar.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Humans
A Love Written in the Stars
Chapter 1: The Forgotten Box The attic smelled of dust and old memories. Meera sneezed as she brushed aside cobwebs, her fingers tracing the edges of the wooden chest that had sat untouched for nearly a decade. The hinges creaked in protest as she lifted the lid, releasing a scent of dried roses and yellowed paper.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Chapters
“The Days I Didn’t Feel Real”
There were days I moved through the world like a ghost. I’d get dressed. Eat toast. Answer emails. Smile in meetings. But none of it felt real. It was like watching someone else live my life — and I was just hovering behind their eyes, detached and weightless.
By Leo-James6 months ago in Humans