I quit my full-time job with 0 customers.

"God, how could you? Did you learn nothing from all of our stories?". "What makes you think you are special?".

I agree. I'm not special. But I'd rather be stupid than be dead 😁

Work-life balance has been a joke this year, with me consistently coding 42+ hours every week.

Wake up, code for me, stock market, work for company, workout, work for me.

Tried building several products like https://yourfirstsalary.com, https://breaktime.goforbg.com, Better Scrum Calls [Abandoned without launch], https://foodmux.in with most of them not even being released to the world, let alone be marketed and sold.

Some products I build didn't even have a monetization strategy. I kept giving free advice to my friends without building a company myself.

I've contemplated suicide only once in my life, which was during a hackathon - 3 years ago where I promised myself I will someday be the founder of my own company, reach 1B$, and disappear.

A lot changed after that, I worked out lost 66 pound, got motivated to get an internship before graduating.

My dad died when I was 10, so I'm not from a wealthy family. My mom's an old professor who's retiring soon (the sole breadmaker of the house and a window).

The funny part is I've written so many blogs and posts since I was 13 (my first paycheck was 50$ for doing SEO at seoclerks.com), I've never thought of where my family was when it came to the money part, let alone write about it.

Every time I received a gift card from my company, I'd sell it off to give cash to my family. Never spent more than 20% of my salary because I felt like I shouldn't get used to luxuries. (+thanks to remote work)

I write all of this because I feel less anxious when I write. I've never wanted to be pitied, but I've always wanted to be wealthy.

I've always been crazy about startups, ever since school. I was awarded "the best student entrepreneur" for my digital freelancing projects, and for buying an iPhone in 2014 with my own money when I was in 10th grade.

Things took a turn when I started hating myself over petty things like girls, partying, body-shaming. I lost my 11th and 12th grades to self-hatred. Lost college to an alcohol-fueled pity party for joining the wrong college.

For around 100+ days I've tried to gather the courage to quit college and pursue my dreams, I never did. "Get a degree, have a backup," they said. Funnily enough, I got my job just because of my LinkedIn profile and didn't get my degree until after 3 months of working in the company. (thanks to covid).

I took computer science engineering in college but always thought I'll be the non-technical business degree co-founder until I met a funny friend called Rakesh. Rakesh built a python bot to turn off the lights in the apartment we stayed in my 4th year of college. But that's when I wanted to code. I learned how to code in less than 2 months by coding at 5 am every day.

My college was 2 hours away from my house, but I couldn't stay at the dorm where I'd have no internet. Talk about priorities. I took the bus every day, 4 hours to add vodka to my fire of an unsatisfied life.

Things are great in my company, they offered me a nice salary - respected me for my ideas, and I even get a hike if I stay just a month extra.

I'm not saying I'm quitting my job as revenge for being unable to drop out of college. I'm saying for once in my life I'm building something that I believe will solve someone's problem enough that they'll pay me.

I'm not saying I'm quitting because I believe I can make money just like I did 7 years ago as a kid.

I'm saying this is my life and I'm tired of living it as if it's someone else's.

Let me mess up, do my own mistakes, find a way out instead of just thinking and being anxious all the time.

https://crewcharge.com - this is what I quit my job for.

Stay tuned for my story over the years, because I believe I'll show this world how great I am.