Origin
Born to defy
When I was 12, I was a repressed kid with a tiger mom.
Every moment planned. Every mistake punished.
I didn't know what I liked… just that I didn't belong anywhere.
Except in Cheesium.
Cheesium was a Minecraft server I ran in secret. It was the only place that felt alive. Every night, I'd log in, build, raid, explore... and for a few hours, I could breathe.
Over time, I setup some in-game benefits and it started to make real money.
But to my Tiger mom, it was a distraction.
"I was supposed to get Straight A's. Not spend all night playing Minecraft!"
One day, she took my laptop outside
and smashed it with a hammer.
I didn't say anything. I just watched.
For a few days, I felt the loss.
Then I bought a new laptop with the money I'd earned
And grew Cheesium into a $60K business.
My mom thought I was ruining my future. But if I listened to her, I wouldn't have one.
I love to build, and I will keep doing it until I die.
