Affiliate One Hit Wonder – From 6 Figures in The Bank To 6 Figures in Debt To Becoming A Heroine Addict…

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Wow, it has been a long time since I’ve written about myself. Sharing my story with you isn’t going to be something easy. In fact I’ve been procrasinating about the fact that if I should write this article or not…but for whatever reason, I want to share my story with you guys and get it off my chest. I’m going to get real vulnurable and tell you things that have happened to me on my journey that I’ve never really shared with any one else.

Who Am I?

First off, my name is Nate…A lot of you know me from a few years ago, others might not. I’m 23 years old now and I’ve been working in the online world since I was 14 or 15. The internet was my passion as a teen and I used it to escape my reality and spent nearly all my time on the internet…Eventually I started meeting people online who introduced me to the world of affiliate marketing.

If you’ve been in the affiliate marketing space for quite some time, then you know just how competitive it can get. Things are always changing, if you can’t keep up – you get left behind in the dust. I’m sure you’ve heard of those affiliates who are one hit wonders…They make a shit load of money, flash it and in a few months or years they’re broke as fuck and go back to their 9-5 job. What worked for them a year or even a month ago no longer works today. I refuse to be one of those statistics even though all odds are against me at this very moment.

I thought I had life figured out pretty much by the age of 19, I had moved to Arizona from NY to build a new life for myself. It was the first time being 100% independent and on my own. I had just gotten my first apartment, car and I was making 5-figures in profit every month. Life couldn’t get any better! I was meeting new people, going out with beautiful women every friday night and I pretty much did whatever the fuck I wanted to.

There was no one to tell what to do and what not to do and that was the life I’ve always dreamed of. I orginally come from a pretty rough neighborhood in the Bronx NY. So, I was always surrounded by negative thoughts, violence, drugs and all the shit that happens in rough neighborhoods. However, I remember my FB feed would always be filled with pictures of super affiliates flashing their cars, the hot girls and that GOOD GOOD life! I wanted a peice of that no matter what I had to do.

It All Felt Like A Dream…

So, you can just imagine how I felt when I was on my own living in one of the richest places in AZ (Scottsdale) all at the age of 19! After a few months of nonstop partying, exploring and meeting new people – I met one of the most AMAZING people I still know to this very day, his name is Josh Elizxte. He became my mentor and very good friend who saw potential in me and saw that I was taking the wrong path in life. He gave me a whole new outlook on life and showed me there was a better way to live my life. I’ll admit it, I was a drunk douchebag who showed off to much and wasn’t very nice. Josh would pick me up in his Bentley and take me out to dinner – I’d hang out with him for hours just listining to every damn word he had to say! He poured out so much value and knowledge to me that I started becoming a better person. I quit drinking, I started reading books, my luck with women turned around 360 because he showed me the proper way to talk to women…I mean I could sit here all day listing all the amazing things this guy has done for me.

That’s When It All Changed…

Fast forward to age 22, I became EXTREMELY ill, and to be honest with you – I didn’t see what was about to happen coming. It all started sometime around the end of 2016 where I started to feel numbness in my legs. At first, it was really minor and I didn’t think much of it. I figured it would just go away. Boy was I in for a fucking surprise! 2 months later I decided I wanted to travel and booked a one way ticket to Miami. It was my birthday at that time and I wanted to have a good time. I was expecting the time of my life to only face one of the worst experiences I’ve ever had. I woke up early morning excited for my birthday but realized I could barely walk…I couldn’t balance my self, I couldn’t walk without excruciating burning pain in my feet and knees. I took some over the counter pain killers and moved on with my day, I figured I was just tired or whatever.

A few months later, I spent a whole week in the hospital and was diagnosed with a disease called idiopathic neuropathy. All it basically means is the doctor has no fucking clue as to why I have neuropathy (nerve pain) and soon it spread to my hands. Now Im not going to sit here and bore you explaining what neuropathy is, all you need to know is I could barely walk, my muscles became weak and I was in pain 24/7. It fucking sucked, I wouldn’t wish that pain on my worst enemy to be honest. Anyway, you could imagine that I needed some pretty heavy medication to function on a daily basis so my doctor prescriped me a bunch of pain killers.

After months of getting my meds without a problem, on a random visit to see my doctor, she informs me that she can no longer prescribe the medications for me because according to her “I didn’t need them”. Well, fuck me…at that time I was basically hooked on these pills because they were opiates, so if I didn’t get my medication – not only was I in pain…oh no, I was also tormented with the withdrawl affects.

Not able to sustain the excruciating pain I was in, I resorted to buying oxycodene off the streets (I know, I know, not the smartest idea…). Each 30mg pill of oxy was fucking $20, but at the time – 5 pills or so did the trick for an entire week. So that wasn’t too bad, it wasn’t until…I was told snorting them relived pain faster and much more effectively. I’m a curious motherfucker and I just couldn’t resist the temptation, I just HAD to try it, just this ONE time…!

When I Realized I Was Fucked…Like Really Fucked!

So, I cut half a pill and crushed it into fine powder, I got a straw and quickly took a quick bump…Holy…Fucking…Shit…It felt like I was flying in the clouds. It was honestly the best feeling I’ve ever had and that’s when I knew I was in BIG trouble. Like real BIG trouble because it felt so good, I wanted to do it again and again and again…Until I could no longer control myself no matter what I tried to tell myself. That’s when all hell went to loose. It got to the point where I needed 15 pills EVERYDAY! And it stayed that way for a good month and a half, I lost all my money, I started borrowing money, I sold all my shit…Just so I wouldn’t be sick. I wasn’t even getting high anymore. I ended up losing my apartment, my car, my relationships (most important to me), everything I had worked so hard for came crumbling down. I was devastated.

Honestly, I shouldn’t even be writing this right now – I should be DEAD! If it wasn’t for my dad who went through hell and back to get me to where I am today. He was devastated, just as any parent would be. He flew to Arizona to take care of me and help me move back to NY with him. He helped me sell all my shit just so he could give me the money to buy my pills because he couldn’t stand seeing me when I was ‘sick’. I felt horrible that I put my father through this hell, but the worst part of it all was that I put my ‘fix’ before anyone else…

I Didn’t Even Know Who The Hell I Was Anymore…

I felt as I became the devil himself, nothing seemed to matter to my. I had no emotions, I didn’t cry, I didn’t talk, I just stayed to myself taking hit after hit about every 45 minutes. Looking back at all of this right now is making me emotional as I type this because of all the pain I put everyone I love into…Anyway, I finally fly back to NY with my dad and now since I didn’t know anyone who sold oxy here in the Bronx. I had to resort to yet another opiate…I started taking heroine…it was cheaper I told myself, half the price. The thing is, I needed about 15-20 bags everyday. I simply started to run out of money and my parents where getting frustrated and angry at me at this point. They told me I needed to get help, that they weren’t gonna put up with my shit anymore.

And you know what? They where right, I needed to get some fucking help and FAST. I ended up putting myself in a methadone program. It wasn’t the best option, because I was basically replacing one drug for another. But, 3 days into the program – I was completely off of heroine. The weight of having to have money just so I wasn’t sick was finally lifted off my shoulders. It was one step in the right direction, because fast forward 7 months, I’m clean from heroine, cocaine, alcohol and opiates. Now…being in the methadone program means I have to go everyday to a clinic to get medicated (except the weekends), so this means I can’t really travel anywhere if I wanted to…and that’s a pretty big problem for me because I HATE being in one place for too long. I’m just one of those people who like to travel often. I felt trapped, I felt as if I took myself out of one prison and put myself in yet another prison.

And That’s When It Happened…

Even though I was clean from heroine, I became extremely depressed. I would wake up every morning, go to the clinic, come home and go back to bed for most of the day. I didn’t talk to anyone, I hated everything and I was simply isolated into nothingness. I didn’t even listen to music or go on my laptop. And that lasted for a good 4 months. It wasn’t until I was on my laptop randomly watching a presentation by Russell Brunson. He was giving a one hour speech (Which I later found out to be a pitch), I was literally mind blown by everything he was teaching. So, when he finally reaches his pitch about “Funnel Builder Secrets” I was completely sold on it. That spark I had for internet marketing that I lost suddenly came back to me. I started to get excited and wanted to buy his product, there was only one problem though. I didn’t have a fucking penny to my name! In fact, I’m in 6 figures worth of debt.

I just knew I had to figure out a way to get my hands on $2997 to buy the course and all the other cool shit that came with it. I usually sit down with my dad for an hour or 2 talking to him because he was the only person that truly believed in me and gave me a reason to wake up in the morning. As he was drinking his coffee he realized that I was in a rather good mood than I usually was and curiously asked me to why I was in such a good mood. I told him that I think I finally found the answer I’ve been looking for and needed $2997 to invest in this course…I promised him that I’d be able to pay him back within 30 days and if I couldn’t, I figured since the course comes with a “30-day no questions asked refund guarantee” that I’d just get a refund and give him his money back.

I was surprised by his answer because he didn’t even hesitate to give me his credit card! Even after all the hell I put him through, he still believed I could be someone and that made all the difference for me. I’m still in a very rough spot, but just as promised…I made it my number 1 priority to pay him back. Within 14 days, I had ran some affiliate offers and paid him back every penny. I haven’t looked back ever since! I spend about 14 hours of my day everyday watching Russell’s video lessons, reading his books and going through other courses like Geek Out (Which Josh was in!) trying to consume and suck in as much information as I can.

My Life Is Nothing Without Some Of These Names…

I’m honestly so grateful for people like Russell Brunson, Josh Elizetxe, Anthony Sarandrea, Tim Burd, James Elswyk and Brandon Stewart (Who by the way has inspired me with his personal story of being disabled and still kicking ass!). If you don’t know who any of these people are, I recommend you take a minute and search them up. These are the people who make an impact in peoples life’s that they probably don’t even know it them self. Josh who I mentioned earlier is one of those people that has done so much for me that it crushes me everyday I’m not the successful person he envisioned I would be. He’s one of those people that the only way I can pay him back is to show him all the time and money he’s spent on me was well worth his time.

Just Remember, You’re Not Alone…

If you or a loved one is going through addiction or depression, just know you’re not alone and there is hope. We’re all fighting our own battles every fucking day, so the next time you make fun of someone or say something rude, just remember that person might be going through his own hell. Life is a rollercoaster and you don’t ever know what’s going to come at you. One day I was living life, the next I found myself a heroine addict…

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