The Story Of My Online Business— Part 1

After being independent for almost all of my twenties, I returned to my parents’ home at 26. It was worrisome, as one can imagine. More importantly to say that after living in the second-largest city in Portugal, I had returned to rural Portugal and specifically to a place where I had never liked to live. I had no friends here, no job possibilities, and was suffering the consequences of the exhaustion of my previous job.

Many problems are associated with moving back to live with parents, conflicts, lack of freedom, rules that I had forgotten. However, the worst was the lack of motivation that turned me into a person who just existed. I fell down the rabbit hole as if time had stopped, immersed in existential questions that led nowhere.

Why bother? After all, I had no bills to pay, and even if I didn’t have money, what did I need it for when I had nowhere to go, no friends to hang out with, nothing? I slept until noon and then read books until it was night. It sounds like an idyllic life, doesn’t it? It wasn’t, trust me. I was sick, and I had nothing to live for.

Throughout my adult life — which was just beginning — I had always questioned my purpose in life. What job would be the one that wouldn’t make me want to kill myself at the end of the day? Because this is what I think of work, if it’s tolerable, at least it’s not…