What I Realized After Making 30K In One Month From Tiktok
A Universal Secret
The first time I hit $100,000 was in 2020—thanks to the pandemic.
I got laid off in February. No warning. No safety net. Just poof—gone.
At first, everything unraveled in slow motion. One bill past due. Then three. My credit score, which I’d clawed up to 720 from 480 over years of grinding, plummeted back to 500 in a month. It felt like the universe was laughing at me.
Then, in March, I landed a federal contract selling N95 masks. Back then, nobody could get them—except me, apparently. For six months, I supplied the government and made around $50K. But the second 3M ramped up production again? Contract terminated. Just like that.
I filed for unemployment and ended the year with about $115K total. For a hot second, I thought I’d won. But the moment that first unemployment check hit my account, something inside me switched off.
I started spending like the money would never run out—and we all know how that story ends. Leased a luxury car (repossessed eight months later). Bought stupid shit. Saved nothing. By 2022, I was back to square one, scraping by on $17K from Walmart sales, then $30K in 2025.
But here’s the lesson that keeps slapping me in the face:
Every time I’ve made real money, it wasn’t luck. It wasn’t timing. It was because I was obsessed. Fully locked in. Nothing else existed except the grind.
When I was supplying masks? I was ruthless. Relentless. I had to be. But the second I started coasting on unemployment, that hunger vanished. I didn’t need to be great anymore—I just needed to survive. And survival mode? That’s where dreams go to die.
Same thing happened recently with TikTok. I made $30K in a month—sounds dope, right? Wrong. The second I peeked behind the curtain, I realized how hollow it was. The fraud. The fake flexing. The vendors taking 90% of the profit. I was a hamster on a wheel, running hard but going nowhere.
Here’s the truth nobody wants to hear: If you’re not winning, you’re not really trying.
Not hard trying. Not busy trying. Best trying. There’s a difference.
Working hard? That’s the bare minimum. Working your best? That’s when the universe starts cutting checks.
I’ve lived this cycle enough times to know: Money flows when you’re operating at your peak. When you want success like oxygen. When you’d sell your soul to hit that goal. Not because you’re desperate—but because you refuse to accept anything less.
So ask yourself:
Are you really doing your best? Or just convincing yourself you are?
Are you tunnel-vision focused? Or just "working hard" with no direction?
Do you want it bad enough to outwork everyone—including your own excuses?
If not, don’t be shocked when the results don’t come.
The formula is simple: Be the best. Get the bag. Repeat.
But half-ass it? The universe will return the energy you put in. Every. Single. Time.