Hello everyone,
My name is Kenzie and I have been a lurker here on the forum for approximately 2 weeks now. Since I have finally finished reading The Millionaire Fastlane , (as of 30 minutes ago) I figured now was a good time for a proper introduction. Like many before me, MJ has opened my mind for the better. While I have never been particularly fond of climbing the corporate ladder or working until the day of my death... I constantly struggle with how I might remove myself from having to choose either of those options. The Millionaire Fastlane proved to me that there's still hope! I grew up in a small secluded mill town in Maine with a population no larger than 6,000. After graduating from my extremely mediocre high school with a whopping graduating class of 88, I left for college. I had dreamt of that very moment for a decade. It was my way out of the small depressed mill town where nothing happens and away from parents who were constantly bickering about finances. I promised myself that college would be my one way ticket to freedom! Boy, was I wrong. It took me no more than a semester to realize that something was very, very wrong with my dream. It crushed me. It became clear to me with every single day that passed, that I was falling further and further into debt. Worse yet, I wasn't even sure about what I was going to school for, and managed to change my major twice to no avail! It felt like I was given a list of prison sentences to choose from... Doctor, lawyer, veterinarian.... dentist. Yet the outcome always felt the same. Unremarkable, uninspired, and forgettable. How could I spend this one life I was given working like an animal in cage, only to be released when I'm too old to enjoy it?! So I dropped out. I felt like a complete and utter failure. I became depressed for years looking for an answer, any answer. I turned to modeling as a way to generate a temporary income and pursue a passion. I became relatively successful and signed with agencies across the globe... It was exhilarating! It opened my eyes to what ultimately became the love of my life. Travel. I promised myself I would travel to every country before I die, for the sake of dying knowing that I left no stone unturned. But... Modeling turned out to be nothing more than glittery sparkling pile of shit for me. It looked glamorous and desirable from the outside but ultimately when I dug in, it turned out to be nothing more than hot, stinky vanity. Jobs were near impossible to get, agents were harsh, the markets saturated... and lastly, it had a time limit. By 22, I was getting old for the industry and I finally came back to reality. Is this really what I wanted? A job that is mostly mindless, degrading, and quite honestly... not that profitable? How would I ever travel the world? I up and quit and moved to North Carolina. I needed the sunshine and short winters. I needed a place for opportunity, to grow, and discover myself. I discovered self help books. I discovered MJ DeMarco. I discovered what I could be! I'm only at the very beginning of my journey. But I have found renewed passion that I had lost back in college. I want to surround myself with likeminded people and discover the possibilities that the Fastlane has to offer. And for that, I have MJ to thank!
I look forward to getting to know everyone and their stories.
My name is Kenzie and I have been a lurker here on the forum for approximately 2 weeks now. Since I have finally finished reading The Millionaire Fastlane , (as of 30 minutes ago) I figured now was a good time for a proper introduction. Like many before me, MJ has opened my mind for the better. While I have never been particularly fond of climbing the corporate ladder or working until the day of my death... I constantly struggle with how I might remove myself from having to choose either of those options. The Millionaire Fastlane proved to me that there's still hope! I grew up in a small secluded mill town in Maine with a population no larger than 6,000. After graduating from my extremely mediocre high school with a whopping graduating class of 88, I left for college. I had dreamt of that very moment for a decade. It was my way out of the small depressed mill town where nothing happens and away from parents who were constantly bickering about finances. I promised myself that college would be my one way ticket to freedom! Boy, was I wrong. It took me no more than a semester to realize that something was very, very wrong with my dream. It crushed me. It became clear to me with every single day that passed, that I was falling further and further into debt. Worse yet, I wasn't even sure about what I was going to school for, and managed to change my major twice to no avail! It felt like I was given a list of prison sentences to choose from... Doctor, lawyer, veterinarian.... dentist. Yet the outcome always felt the same. Unremarkable, uninspired, and forgettable. How could I spend this one life I was given working like an animal in cage, only to be released when I'm too old to enjoy it?! So I dropped out. I felt like a complete and utter failure. I became depressed for years looking for an answer, any answer. I turned to modeling as a way to generate a temporary income and pursue a passion. I became relatively successful and signed with agencies across the globe... It was exhilarating! It opened my eyes to what ultimately became the love of my life. Travel. I promised myself I would travel to every country before I die, for the sake of dying knowing that I left no stone unturned. But... Modeling turned out to be nothing more than glittery sparkling pile of shit for me. It looked glamorous and desirable from the outside but ultimately when I dug in, it turned out to be nothing more than hot, stinky vanity. Jobs were near impossible to get, agents were harsh, the markets saturated... and lastly, it had a time limit. By 22, I was getting old for the industry and I finally came back to reality. Is this really what I wanted? A job that is mostly mindless, degrading, and quite honestly... not that profitable? How would I ever travel the world? I up and quit and moved to North Carolina. I needed the sunshine and short winters. I needed a place for opportunity, to grow, and discover myself. I discovered self help books. I discovered MJ DeMarco. I discovered what I could be! I'm only at the very beginning of my journey. But I have found renewed passion that I had lost back in college. I want to surround myself with likeminded people and discover the possibilities that the Fastlane has to offer. And for that, I have MJ to thank!
I look forward to getting to know everyone and their stories.
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