I broke up with someone in January. He was going to propose but I found out he was cheating. I lost my home, he even sold my puppy when I was not at home. I lost everything. He was financially supporting me at the time. I thought I would have to quit my degree and go back to working full-time. Then I thought, I want to keep this for myself. All the blood sweat and tears, I can’t throw it away. It reinforced the idea that I have to be financially independent. I never want to be in that position. I want to have my career.