Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved creating beautiful things, whether it was building a miniature city the size of my parents garden with nothing but toys, or copying a painting hanging on the wall with nothing but some crayons. But at the time, because I was too young, I couldn’t see any practical application for this in my life.

Years later, I went on to go to college, but like so many young people, I was clueless about what direction my career had to go, and I naively choose to study medicine.

It seemed like the right choice at the time. I was gonna be able to help people and make good money in the process. Seems like a good career choice, right?...

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

It wasn’t that I didn’t care about helping people - I got that part right - but I realized, 5 years in, that I cared too much. Seeing patients go through these big ordeals and suffering made a huge impact on me, and it broke my heart every time. That’s when I knew I wasn’t made to be a doctor. So I decided to drop out and pursue another career.

And then I met my first mentor in life. He worked in the sales business selling life insurance. I didn’t know anything about the world of sales at the time, but I really liked his speech on personal development. So, a few days later, I started my career in sales. Through hard work rather than talent, I went from a sales rep to salescoach to salesmanager 3 years later, and I have lead several different sales teams ever since.