Unfortunately, the norm is to spend the best hours of our day, during most days of the week, during most weeks of the year, during most years of our lives, trading our time for money and money for stuff until we die. How thankful I am to be an outlier-because the standard career and financial paths that the masses continue to follow are terrible. That transitioned to career and financial choices as an adult. It gave me the ability to see things differently.
It gave me a perspective the masses did not have. Looking back, I now see that being a “bad student” made me an outlier to the masses. I struggled my way through most of school, later realizing I was dyslexic. At that time, my reading comprehension was horrendous, and my writing about the same. What I didn’t know was that I was being tested for learning disabilities. People would come into the room from time to time and ask me questions and then jot notes on a clipboard.
In 7th grade, I remember going into a room and taking tests all by myself.
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