My UNCENSORED STORY.
It's long, but if you're curious about the real me, warts n all, you'll read it.
HI, I'M WENDY.
I GO AFTER WHAT I WANT AND I USUALLY GET IT.
but this time, it wasn't so straight forward.
The Early Years.
From my earliest memories as a four year old commanding the attention of my Filipino mother and English father, I wasn't exactly the devil child, but I certainly had an opinion. And I wasn't afraid to share it.
Even in my early school years, I remember ordering the weaker kids around at school; getting them to run errands for me and basically creating a team of followers who I could call on to do pretty much anything I’d ask.
I sound pretty awful don’t I.
To this day I still don’t know why they listened to me, let alone be my friend, but I figure it has something to do with the saying, “people secretly yearn to be led”.
You see, I was born to run the show. Some say there's no such thing as a born leader, but I disagree.
It wasn’t until a life coach did a DISC profile on me and pointed out my strong 'Dominant' D type behaviour that I began to connect the dots and understand how my natural personality and behaviour style was the catalyst for all my crazy thoughts of world domination and a lifestyle that saw me building empires whilst enjoying all the perks and freedom that come with being an entrepreneur and running your own business.
I guess this is why I could never work for anyone.
Not for long anyways.
As narcissistic as this all sounds, I've come to embrace my strengths as a dominant alpha-female, and knowing I have a certain ability to combine my drive, passion, confidence, charm, fearlessness (and now experience) to help and inspire others, brings me a tonne of satisfaction.
But it wasn't all bags of cash and a predictable rise to success for me.
You see, I learnt a very important lesson in my late twenties. I found out that some things in life you can control, and others are completely and utterly beyond anyone's control (including your own), and the control freak in me was fighting it every step of the way.
LET'S JUST SAY I WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD AND COMPLETELY UNPREPARED FOR WHAT THE NEXT CHAPTER OF MY LIFE WOULD BRING.
It all began in 2010 when my life was entering a new phase. I had just relocated back to my hometown in Scarborough, on Brisbane's north in Australia with my then fiance, and seemingly things were moving forward as we'd always planned.
But then I got the biggest wake up call of my life. Like a brick had been thrown through my windscreen at full pelt.
To put it simply, I met someone who made me realise that the life I knew was not right for me and this changed EVERYTHING.
Consequently, this set off a chain of events that saw my existing life fall apart bit by bit over the following 2-3 years.
At the time, it felt like I'd been thrown just about every challenge you could possibly imagine all at once and it was just too much, too soon, for me to cope.
This was the point where I knew I'd hit my very own version of rock bottom, and although when I look back now I truly believe this was all supposed to happen to me for the greater good, it was incredibly difficult at the time to see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it wasn't long before the depression set in.
Getting Into Property.
But before I get into the nitty gritty of this life shattering era, lets back track to 2001 when my outlook was a lot more positive and things were just starting to fall into place.
Following a 4 year stint in real estate that happened practically by chance, I had bought my first home; a little house in Deception Bay, Queensland. It wasn’t much, but it was a start, and since I’d timed (fluked) the market perfectly, it wasn’t long before I owned the house across the road and one around the corner.
BY THE TIME I WAS 23, I HAD CLOCKED UP 3 PROPERTIES OF MY OWN AND WAS FAST TRACKING MY REAL ESTATE AGENT’S LICENSE IN ANTICIPATION OF OPENING MY VERY OWN REAL ESTATE AGENCY.
I did all of this while studying a Bachelor of Business at uni, and working part time for a local real estate firm, but after making $120,000 in 18 months on my first property, I realised that uni was merely getting in the way of what would turn out to be a hugely successful career in real estate and property investment.
Let's just say I worked my arse off for these few years and it payed off, big time.
Investwell Properties (my first real estate office) officially opened its doors on 9 September 2004 in Gladstone CBD following endless nights of office fit-out fun, and a tonne of money invested in a dream that HAD to succeed otherwise I was back to square one.
UNBEKNOWN TO ME AT THE TIME, THIS ERA WOULD SERVE AS ONE OF THE MOST CHALLENGING, STRESSFUL AND LONELY PERIODS OF MY LIFE.
The excitement of the new business and adrenaline of the first of many deals overrode the fact that I had moved to my personal version of hell, and it would be 5 years later when I would finally open my eyes to receive my get out of jail free card. But there were no freebies.
Changing my life from the one I’d created to a life I truly wanted came with a price, and a hefty one at that.
But was it worth it? ABSOLUTELY.
You see, after the roaring success of my first real estate business, which led into a short (but hugely successful) stint in property development, I still felt empty.
Seemingly, I had it all.
To the outside world, I was living the dream. I was engaged to a man who supported my goals. We had built my dream home on acreage. I had my dream car - a silver convertible. I ran a successful business; money to buy designer clothes and the rest of what appeared to be the dream life in my early twenties.
Qantas even had to charge me for excess baggage because I had too many Christian Dior bags on a flight back from a weekend of splurging in Brisbane.
YEP, I HAD PROVEN YOU COULD LIVE THE DREAM IN YOUR TWENTIES. SELF MADE!
But it wasn't the dream. It was all fake.
The designer clothes were real, but I was fake. Living a lie in a place that was sucking the life out of me as each passing year rolled on. Gladstone wasn’t for me, and not long after returning to my home town of Scarborough in Brisbane's north, I soon found out that my long standing life and business partner wasn’t for me either.
Hitting Rock Bottom.
The following 5 years would see me picking up the pieces after quite literally losing it all. My relationship, my home, my business, my (so called) friends, and in essence, what I knew as my life. Even my sister and I went through a time where we didn’t speak to each other for over a year following a spat we simply couldn’t move past. And then there were the dates. But that’s a whole other story.
I WAS DIAGNOSED WITH CLINICAL DEPRESSION WHICH CAME AS NO SURPRISE SINCE THERE WERE DAYS WHERE WALKING IN FRONT OF A TRUCK SEEMED LIKE A GREAT IDEA.
My depressive state had firmly set in, and even though I managed to turn it all around, I’m still reminded of the pain every now and then when an emotional trigger point is hit.
But going through the storm taught me many lessons. Lessons which I am now truly grateful for, because they've shaped me into the person I am today.
Most importantly, I'm genuinely happy.
I’m no longer pretending that life is good when it wasn't and I'm choosing to embrace my authentic side rather than mask it.
The Real Me.
Some like it and some don't, but I’ve realised it’s way too exhausting trying to be someone, or something else just to please others. It's easier just to be you.
YOU SEE, HELPING PEOPLE BUY PROPERTY IS NOT WORK TO ME.
I know I'm living my life's purpose because real estate fulfils me on the deepest levels.
For me, there's no better feeling than helping a family secure their dream home or being one of the most important cogs in the wheel of creating an investor's property portfolio that sets them up for life.
You can't get this feeling from treating people like numbers or focussing on the commission cheque.
You've got to love it for the sake of loving it and the rest will take care of itself. Working with people one on one is the ONLY way to really experience this type of professional relationship.That's why I limit my clients to 5 at any one time. I just can't be who I need to be to them if I open the flood gates.
A psychic once told me that property was my passion. I guess she was right since I’m still in this game; almost two decades now! Personally, I use property as a vehicle to create the life I want. It’s not for everyone, but if you think it might be for you, I can show you how.
BUT PERHAPS YOUR JOURNEY IS A LITTLE DIFFERENT TO MINE?
You may still even be working it all out, and that's perfectly ok.
But whatever life stage you're at, know that persistence really does pay off.
You just need to keep swimming.
So remember this when things get a little crazy in your own life...
Tough times don't last. Tough people do.