3K to 100K in 2 month. Speechless

I’m backdating this entry to last year, around July to September 2024, when everything changed.

I was on my first holiday in Turkey with my wife and sister. At that point, I hadn’t made art for almost a year and a half. I’d been tired, trying for so long to turn my art into a business, to support my family, but it just wasn’t working. The pressure got real and I couldn’t afford to “figure things out” anymore.

So I took a warehouse job. It was meant to be temporary, a way to buy time while I planned my next move. But two months turned into a year. I got comfortable, decent money, 4 days on and off  but I was drained, mentally and physically. And the truth was, I wasn’t doing anything that benefited my art on the days I had off.

When that job ended, it hit me: I couldn’t keep hopping from job to job, waiting for that passion to create to just come back and become successful. I took another job, tried to rebuild myself, started going to the gym, walking 40 minutes to work, standing all day, then coming home to make samples whenever I could. The routine gave me structure, but not time - and it killed me because before, I had time and wasted it. Now I had none, but I was desperate to create.

Then came that holiday in Turkey — and it just reminded me of everything I wanted. The freedom, the time, the peace to create and be with family. That moment of clarity everyone gets on holiday hit me hard. I was venting about my potential, knowing I’m capable of so much, about how I needed to make it work, and my wife just looked at me and said, “Quit your job then, and do it.” Just like that. And something in me clicked.

I’d taken the job because I didn’t want to keep letting her down, not that she ever made me feel that way - it was my own guilt. I felt I wasn’t providing the way I should. But when she said that, it was like she gave me permission to risk it all. To struggle, if it meant building something real. Because she believed in me more than I did in myself in that moment. Man I love her to bits. But moving on

So I did. I came home and told my job I couldn’t make it anymore - and I got to work.
Every day, I’d push the sofa aside, set up by the window, and start creating. I’d chase the sunrise to get the best light, waking up at 5 or 6 a.m so I could record in natural day light making a new piece, then spend the rest of the day editing. Voiceovers alone for one clip took me three hours - I wasn’t confident, my voice wasn’t “the smoothest” and I had to do take after take. Then came music, captions, hashtags - all before posting again the next morning. My bank account was dipping fast, but I didn’t stop.

At first, nothing, nothing came from all my tireless pursuits at showcasing my work to the world, Then one video hit 500k views. A few days later, another hit 800k. Then came my first million. I remember sitting there thinking, what is happening my phones blowing up? The growth was insane, I was chuckling to myself man, 3K to 10K to 50K - I couldn’t even celebrate before I hit the next milestone. I planned a 10K giveaway, but by the time I got to it, I was already at 100K.

It still feels unreal. Unfortunately I am writing this entry a year later, I wish I could have expressed my raw feelings with you all in the moment, it was honestly was a crazy run and I guess its an example of how you should just put your work and your true self out there everyday. 

Don’t get me wrong I’m incredibly grateful for the sheer amount of people that finally found my account, but at the same time I miss the intimacy of 3k followers, I feel like I knew everyone personally, it felt like a community, but now that’s kind of lost, because it was built too quickly, however I intend to create and build those relationships with my new found following, many will realise and have realised I have other interests and beliefs aside from the “leaf stuff” and that may not align with their interests leading to many unfollows, such as me believing in the lives of innocents which for some reason is a controversial take? I even had one unfollow because I was too emotional and talkative in my stories when I first blew up lol? but the great thing about this is the ones who stay are the people I want to create a community with, a community I can give back to and thankfully I can say I took my first step the other day by providing my first free workshop. 

So yeah I’ll probably add to this blog at a later date, right now my kids crying so I’ll tend to him, but thinking back to this time, is an emotional moment and I loved every bit of the grind to get here, truly was hardworking paying off. 

And if you’re reading this you are the reason why I can keep creating, thank you, much love and I hope I can repay the support someday.