I need to say something, and I need you to hear it clearly.

People keep assuming I have a mindset of lack. I want to address that directly, without apology and without softening it for anyone's comfort. That is not my story. That has never been my story. What you may be interpreting as lack is something far more honest, far more rare, and far more powerful than you might expect from someone sitting where I am sitting right now.

I started this life as a teenage runaway living in a car. Let that settle in for a moment. Not a rough neighborhood. Not a broken home I went back to every night. A car. That was my beginning. That was the seed that everything else grew from. Because what my mind decided in that car was not that the world owed me nothing. What my mind decided was that the world had not seen anything yet.

That same mind eventually sat in boardrooms next to members of the Estée Lauder family. Next to Joan Rivers. Next to Patti LaBelle. Next to Diana Ross. Next to Mariah Carey. I did not visit those rooms. I belonged in those rooms. There is a difference between a person who stumbles into proximity with greatness and a person who earns a seat at the table. I earned mine every single time.

My daughters spent Christmases in a three-bedroom suite at the Loews on Fifth Avenue and Park. We arrived early so the girls could shop and take in all of Manhattan before the holiday. Then we had a car and driver take us to my aunt's estate in Stamford, Connecticut for Christmas Eve, stayed a few more days, and then flew home. That is not a brag. That is a blueprint. That is what abundance looks like when it lives inside a person who started in a car.

I have taken my life to Japan. To Bangkok. To Phuket. To London, Venice, Greece, Cozumel, the Bahamas, Cancun multiple times, and Israel. The corporation I served gave me t$2500.00 a month, back when that was real money, just for weekly dinners with various team members. That was not my salary. That was just the food budget. I was also a founding member of the House of Blues. I have consistently earned multiple six figures throughout my career. None of that is bragging. That is context. That is who I am.

Then Texas happened. I lost everything. House. Cars. 401k. Gone. What people tend to forget is what came after that. What came after that was that I joined a company, invested in, and eventually purchased midway through with my own money. My own money. After losing everything between 2008 and 2010. Ask yourself how many people you know who could do that. That is not a person with a lack mindset. That is a person who looked at total destruction and said, watch me.

So here is what is actually happening right now, and I am going to tell you the truth because that is what I do.

Over the last five to six years I have had two consulting engagements. Two. My basic monthly expenses, no luxuries, no eating out, no trips, just the mortgage, insurance, taxes, the cars, car insurance, electricity, cable, food, and gas, run between 7 and 8 thousand dollars a month. I have been sustaining that without a job. I paid for my daughter's destination wedding in New Orleans during that same stretch. Without a job. That is not a story of lack. That is a story of a person vibrating at a frequency that most people cannot maintain for six months, let alone six years.

What people are calling a lack mindset is something else entirely. It is honesty. It is a powerful person publicly acknowledging that they are in financial distress, not because they forgot who they are, but because the tools are still inside them and they are in the process of remembering exactly where they put them. There is nothing in my life I have ever believed was out of reach. Not one thing. But there is a difference between certainty about who you are and pretending that your bank account is not being drained in real time.

Starting around November and December of last year I recognized that I was running out of cash and had no remaining assets to fall back on because the retirement was gone. That is not negativity. That is a person who has rebuilt from zero before, who is staring down the numbers honestly, who refuses to lie to themselves or to anyone watching. That kind of honesty takes more courage than most people realize. It is far easier to perform abundance than to live in the truth of a difficult moment while holding onto your identity with both hands.

I am not asking for your pity. I am not operating from fear. What I am doing is navigating a chapter that is real, that is hard, and that does not erase a single thing I have ever built or become. I am a survivor. I am a thriver. I am a person who went from a car to a corporate food budget and from total loss to twenty-six million dollars in revenue. This moment is something I am learning to move through, not something that defines me.

I want a job right now for two reasons. The first is necessity, and I will say that plainly because I refuse to dress it up. The second is that I have more to give, more to build, and more to lead than most organizations will ever fully understand until they have me inside the building. Both reasons are valid. Both reasons are honest. Both reasons are mine.

So the next time someone looks at my transparency and sees a mindset of lack, I want you to remember this. The person typing these words lived in a car. The person typing these words sat next to icons. The person typing these words joined a company, put in their own money after losing everything, and took it to 26M ARR. The person typing these words kept a household alive for six years on the strength of their own faith, their own character, and a frequency that does not go quiet just because the cash gets low.

That is not lack. That is legacy in real time.

Thanks for reading,

William Rochelle, but you can call me Bill.

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