Have you ever broken under the stress of owning your law firm? Found yourself in tears because the burden feels like it will never go away? Dealt with thoughts so terrifyingly burdensome, you wanted it to all go away?
...you are not alone.
We’re turning into dark territory here.
Nasty bits of reality. My hands are shaking a little knowing what I’m about to revisit. If you don’t have the stomach, flip a couple pages ahead.
You’ve been warned...
Around the turn of the millennia, my law firm broke me.
Well, that’s not entirely true. That is putting blame on an inanimate location, an intangible entity.
I broke me.
Allow me to explain and expose the misfortune that shaped me. When you understand where I come from, you will see the amazing potential for yourself. Because you don’t need to make the mistakes I made. You can avoid the pitfalls and catastrophes. And if you feel like you’re in the middle of a growing sinkhole, I’ll show you there is a way out of it.
BenGlassLaw opened its doors in the summer heat of 1995.
I had just purchased a fairly large home on a good parcel of land to accommodate a growing family. Thank goodness for that foresight, because it ended up being bigger than Sandi (my wife) and I ever expected!
The future looked promising. For a few years, it was good.
Then, as we closed in on the end of the millennium, it started to sour...