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Michael Lim

šŸ† x 5 Award-Winning Social Entrepreneur. Sold my first one-person business at 28. Currently traveling Southeast Asia.

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62 y/o and filing for bankruptcy 😪

My email yesterday struck a chord. I received emails like this: While I love hearing from you guys, these emails break my heart I can’t help but feel terrible. I know exactly what it was like to be in this position. I’m not in my 60s, but I’m familiar with being and feeling stuck. 2 years ago, my first business was failing me. I did well in my first year. But I didn’t build my sales engine. My clients ghosted me. A big proposal fell through. I got hit with a massive tax bill. I couldn’t deny...

I would say sorry, but I’m not sorry at all. In fact, I enjoyed it. And he started it. (So it’s really his fault) Matt reached out to work with me last year. He told me he was stuck. He couldn’t crack a monthly income goal. He had been working with a coach who wasn’t getting any results. Even after six months of work together. He still had: No sales system. No offer clarity. No real progress. When we started together, we tore down his biz. Rebuilt his offers. Simplified his message....

One of my friends’ start-ups got copied. He has a business-to-business software as a service. I won’t go into too much detail. (to avoid future copycats) But he came across a website that copied everything. The copywriting.The product.The positioning.The ideal client profile. Even the branding looked the same. He was anxious for days. He and his co-founder kept struggling to understand what to do. They contacted clients and reassured them. This was a massive threat to his business. When I was...

I hosted a business networking event. I gathered all my Melbourne-based clients and customers. Here we all are: If I’m being honest, I was a bit nervous beforehand. I didn’t know what to expect. This felt like my worlds were colliding. What if no one showed up? What if it was awkward? What if they didn’t get along? But after the event, I was buzzing. Everyone clicked. My phone was blowing up later that night: ā€œLoved that.ā€ā€œCan we do it again?ā€ā€œNeeded that so bad.ā€ And it hit me… Solopreneurs...

I've got a wedding today. It's the reason why I'm back in Melbourne. Tbh, I'm running a bit late. So, I'll make this email short. I'm super happy that my friend is getting married. He met his partner almost 10 years ago. They started slow. Going on one date per week. Seeing if they were a fit. If their values aligned. If they enjoyed each other's company. They didn't jump straight into a relationship. But that's what most solopreneurs do. They pick the first business idea and jump headfirst....

There is a federal election taking place this week. So, I did my civic duty and got out to vote early. (I've got a friend's wedding tomorrow). The line was huge: There were more people behind me. I was in line for roughly 30 minutes. On the way to lining up, the party members (the guy in blue) try to convince last-minute voters. I couldn't help but listen to the conversation in front of me. The party member asked him: What's the last 3 years been like for you? From there, the guy unloaded....

I received a heartbreaking email. He had just been made redundant from his corporate job: Email from subscriber 19 years. That’s over 5,000 days he gave to this company. The best and most productive part of his life. Weekends. Late nights. Vacations he never took. Time with his kids he’ll never get back. And how did they thank him? They didn’t. He woke up to a cold, lifeless email. "Effective immediately due to economic conditions..." No handshake.No meeting.No dignity. Just: you’re done....

The day I got promoted to a Director was the worst day of my life. Yeah, you read that right. Worst. Day. Of. My. Life. I had bled for this promotion. Overtime? Yep.Laughing at lots of bad jokes? Yep.Weekend "catch-up" projects while friends lived their lives? Yep. Eighteen months of giving everything. For what? A shiny new title.A fatter paycheck.A hit of fake status. I chased it like a starving dog. Sacrificed time with family.Blew off friends.Ignored myself. Finally, the big day arrived....

My alarm punches me in the face at 5:00 am. I drag myself up. Half-alive. Stumbling into the same soul-sucking routine. Brush teeth, shower, get dressed. Just another cog in the machine. Despite being up early, I'm still in a rush. Melbourne’s winter is brutal. The cold air feels like knives slicing through my skin. I jump in the car. Freeze my nuts off. I drive to the station to catch my train. I've got 36 minutes. Laptop out. Head down. Writing because it’s the only damn time I’ve got. That...

I arrived back in Melbourne yesterday. It's the first time I've been back since July 2024. 10 months ago, I hated my life. But on paper, I had everything. I sold a business. Multi-six-figure income. Equity in a bigger business. Fancy Executive Director title at the age of 28. A brand new house I'd built with Henley Homes. But I didn't care about any of that. All I wanted to do was to live life on my terms. Travel. Build a business. Feel supported. I felt trapped by the Corporate Golden...