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I was the first employee at a software start up. I made a million dollars by age 30 and had a secure job with a banking services firm in Manhattan. The love of my life had essentially banished me. I had been shunned from my best friends and even some family. I quit. I stopped making money. I left a secure job in Manhattan for the unknown. Looking back, that’s probably how my great-grandparents felt when they moved from Iowa to Oregon in the late 1800s. They followed their heart despite the fear of leaving a secure home for the unknown. The only motivation I had for money was to attract a wife. After several failed live in relationships I thought I had found someone who was more than compatible. She was my best friend’s sister. But I screwed that up. She banished me at my cousin’s wedding in Las Vegas. But before I heard I had been banished, I told my live in girlfriend that I wanted to see someone else. I was alone in an empty apartment in Gramercy Park Manhattan. This was worse than a break up. This was a double whammy. I literally had no one I could call. My friend shunned me. Rumors spread and my cousins shunned me. I was literally alone in Manhattan. Years later I would find out that 99% of the people who live in Manhattan are also alone. But a life of luxury living alone was miserable. I wanted— I needed— a best friend— and that would be a tall order for anyone. .
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