In today’s Story, I am sharing the real story of Primoz Bozic. He is a 26-year-old guy who skyrocketed from a computer programmer earning $7 per hour to an online business coach who earns $100,000+ and traveling around the world. He is one of the person I admire and respect.
His website is http://www.skyrocketyourproductivity.com/.
Primoz has recently sent a mail to his subscribers, giving details about his relationship with his parents in his school and college days. I am publishing it here with permission of Primoz Bozic.
I am sharing his story with you as I find it inspiring and helps us to understand the special kids around us or may be present in our families.
Primoz story from a shy boy to a successful online coach (In his own words)
Without further delay, here is the mail:
This was a tough email to write, and I still can’t believe that I’m sharing some of this stuff with you, but here we go…
Something that you might not know about me is that while I’m pretty successful and living a great life today, it wasn’t always like that.
There was a time in my life when my life was a real nightmare, and I almost never talk about it because it’s painful to even to think about it. But since I always want to show things as they are, I feel like I need to share today’s story with you.
When I was a kid, my parents put me in a primary school that was a few miles away from where I lived, and I had to take a bus to and from school each day.
My parents also wanted me to come home after school, which meant that while all the other kids were playing basketball with each other and hanging out, I was at home by myself almost every afternoon.
Since I didn’t have anyone to hang out with, I spent most of my days just watching TV or playing video games on my computer, rather than being social.
I didn’t have many friends, and I often got bullied in school because I was a nerdy kid with glasses. I was different from everyone else, and that wasn’t a good thing.
Then there was this other side of the school that I didn’t like – learning about things that I wasn’t interested in. I excelled at maths and English speaking which I loved, but I was consistently at the bottom of the class at subjects like history that I didn’t care about.
I hated learning about things that I didn’t care about, and when I didn’t want to do something, I did everything in my power to avoid it.
I had a dark period of my life that stretched from the end of my primary school throughout the high school.
Because I was bored at school and the teachers wanted me to do things that I wasn’t interested in doing, while half of the school was pointing fingers at me and laughing at me because I was different, I started avoiding school.
I skipped school and spent a lot of time playing video games at home, to escape the harsh reality and deal with the problems I needed to deal with.
Naturally, my parents weren’t happy with that. They expected me to go to school and be normal like every other kid, and they even took my computer away for a while just so I would finally go there.
We argued a lot. We had times when I came home and didn’t even bother saying hi or speaking with them. I would sleep during the day and stay up during the night just so I didn’t have to confront them.
My sister was often in the middle of this, and since she’s a few years older than me and already had a job, she soon moved out to live on her own, just so she wouldn’t have to deal with all the fighting.
Things got even worse when I was in my last year of high school. I was dating a classmate for two years and because of all the problems and drama I caused, she ended up breaking up with me.
As that happened, my whole world fell apart. I fell into a deep depression, didn’t want to talk to anyone, and continued to skip school, not study, and play video games instead.
I wish I could tell you that everything solved itself out, but unfortunately it only got worse. Because I avoided all of my exams, I ended up failing the last year of high school and had to repeat it.
This was a huge blow for me. I knew I was a smart kid, I knew I could do this, I was looking forward to finally getting out of high school, but I just couldn’t do it. I was ashamed and embarrassed when I had to repeat the last year of high school, and I could see that some of my old teachers didn’t want to even look at me anymore.
I again had a hard time integrating myself into the new classroom because I was very socially awkward, and I again started skipping school because of my depression to escape the reality.
I ended up just barely graduating high school (I passed the last exam by 1 point), and I went on to study Computer Science at a university.
As all of this was going on, my relationships with my family further deteriorated. I continued to argue with my parents. I stopped speaking to my sister for months at a time as she accused me of “ruining the family”. I wasn’t invited to any of the birthday parties from my relatives because I was a disgrace to the family and nobody wanted to talk to me (and I was pretty mean to people when they did).
While most of the people had great relationships with their family and relatives, I barely spoke to mine.
I felt rejected. There were times when I wished the people would just understand me and accepted me for who I am, but that time never seemed to come.
I moved on with my life and continued to study Computer Science for a few years. I was OK with it, and I passed most of my exams relatively easily, but to be honest I just wasn’t as interested in it as I thought I would be.
I wasn’t amazing at it like some of the other people around me, and when I’m not great at something, I usually get bored of it.
Luckily I eventually found the world of creating an online business, and finally found something that I would be really excited about, that I had a potential to be great at, that I was happy to do all day long.
But since my first business idea was productivity coaching for online poker players and my parents pretty much considered online poker to be gambling, I never brought that up to them.
Instead, I rented an office close to my university and worked on my business out of it, pretending to be at school all day long (I don’t think anyone bought that, but oh well).
As my business took off more and more, I started to become frustrated with the work I had to do at the university.
The tipping point was when I had to take a class on entrepreneurship (and I was already running a successful business for a while), and the professor insisted I spend half a year creating a hypothetical business model that seemed pretty useless to me.
I didn’t want to waste so much time working on something useless when I could be working on my business instead, so I decided to drop out of the university and work on my business full time.
As I did that, I had a really hard conversation with my parents about it. As you can imagine it was incredibly hard to tell my parents that I’d be dropping out of university with just a few exams left.
My mother always said that “I can do whatever I want after I finish my degree”, and my dad has a Ph.D. so I thought he’d really want me to finish as well.
Because I wanted to at least somehow control the damage, I told my parents I’d just put the university on hold for a year to focus on my business, and then if the business didn’t take off I’d finish it.
My mother was crying and begging me to change my mind for a while (she still brings it up occasionally), but my dad took it surprisingly well. He supported me in my decision and wanted me to give it a shot.
As I focused on growing my business, my relationship with my parents got a bit better as I was in a lot better mood, but we never really talked about my business much because I didn’t know how to explain to them what I did and thought they would just judge the things I did.
I was in a better place than before, but it still hurt that I was helping all of these people improve their lives and I wasn’t able to share that with my parents.
I felt like in their eyes, my sister was still the “good child” who finished university and got a job at a great company, and that I would be a college drop-out who they didn’t manage to bring up properly.
And that hurt. It hurt to think that no matter what I did or how many people I helped, my sister would always be better than me.
The turning point came after more than two years after I’ve dropped out of university.
At that point, my story got profiled in Business Insider, and a lot of Slovenian newspapers picked up my story and wanted to interview me.
A few short weeks, my story got published in a major Slovenian newspaper:
I still remember going to the store and proudly buying a few copies of the newspaper and sharing them with my parents.
This single article allowed me to show them that my business was a legitimate business and allowed me to start talking to them about it regularly.
I felt like my parents finally approved of what I do and that they were actually happy for my success.
I was finally good enough.
And since that day, my life and my relationships with my family got so much better and I’m so happy it all resolved itself like that.
I wanted to share this story with you because I know you might relate to it (and because I think it’s important to not just talk about successes all the time but to show that we all struggle at times).
This Mail moved me.
I was an A+ student like Primoz sister in my school and my son is like Primoz.
Even though I know he is extremely talented, sometimes it is difficult for me to bear the pressure of the society.
I succumb to the pressures and our relationship strains.
Thank you, Primoz for this beautiful mail.
Parents need to remember always that each child is special.