My name is Matt Gallant and a few years ago, I was buried in debt. DEEP. I owed over $145,000. I'm not talking about a mortgage -- it was all personal loans and credit card debts.
How did I wind up in such a mess?
First, I got "burned to a crisp" after borrowing $50,000 from a friend to build a fitness website. The developers quit at the 11th hour, before the site was completed, leaving me with a bunch of useless code that I didn't know what to do with.
"From the messy desk of Matt Gallant”
Two months later, I was scammed by an online con-artist who sold me a non-existent stock trading system for $7500 cash.
Then it got worse...
I was working 80 hours a week as a personal trainer in a gym in Vancouver, trying to save up enough money to get out of debt.
One weekend I decided to go to NYC, and...
My wife had left me a frantic "CALL ME BACK NOW!" message. When I called her back, she gave me the horrible news.
Someone had broken into our house, stolen our safe with over 5 figures of hard-earned cash, plus my video camera that I was planning to use to create some DVD products.
Months of work, gone in a flash. Even worse... I felt violated to the core.
I was so desperate for success that I borrowed another $15,000 and hired who I thought was "the world's greatest copywriter." I sent him his money and flew down to Miami.
In 3 bizarre days he proceeded to spray-paint me with tanning lotion, brag about his drug use, and tell me that I was such a good copywriter, that I should just write the ad myself.
Since I was a young fool, his compliments went right to my head. So I wrote the ad and sent it to him.
He changed 4 words in my ad and told me to run it.
I didn't make a single sale from that ad.
I went "ALL-IN" to personally learn from the best marketing masters.
I lived with the pain alone. I couldn't tell my wife. She would've crumbled under the pressure. She knew I owed some money, but she had no clue HOW MUCH.
Maybe I was insane, but I plowed on... I borrowed more money so I could attend marketing events and hire mentors. The most challenging part was dealing with my wife, who was TOTALLY unsupportive and had no vision whatsoever.
THAT was tough.
One day, I called a marketing friend and he gave me some strong words of encouragement.
And later that night, I was lying in my bed and IT HIT ME LIKE A TON OF BRICKS!