I had been working 70-hour weeks and that’s all I had to my name.
I had credit cards for emergencies only, and emergencies came. I would scrap and scrape to pay them down and would have nothing left to live on – so back I went into plastic chains.
It never seemed to be enough. I wasn’t good at my job because I was stressed all the time because I wasn’t getting paid enough to live because I wasn’t good at my job. And I didn’t know how to break out.
There have been many times in my life when I felt hopeless. And this should have been one of them.