I Sold My Business. Here’s What’s Next For Me.

It was winter of 2011, a freezing cold day in Pennsylvania.

I was driving home to tell my parents I’d failed college… again.

I still remember this day. VIVIDLY. I was in tears the whole drive home. I was 19 years old, and I knew that I didn’t love the degree I was pursuing (R.N.). It wasn’t something I’d ever love or become great at.

My parents were devastated at the news, just as I thought, and my father wouldn’t talk to me the rest of the month. It was heartbreaking to know that he lost all faith…