For a long time, I was deep into the wrong side of the internet. Not because I wanted to be a scammer, but because I was broke, desperate, and surrounded by a system that made fraud feel like survival. I was 15 when I first touched internet money — but it wasn’t legit. I knew it. And it ate at me every day. I didn’t grow up with a silver spoon. No rich uncle. No investor friend. Just hunger and hustle. But deep down, I always knew this wasn’t the path I wanted. I was smart, I could write, and...