Hey, I’m Mason Boroff, and I want to share how I went from being a lost, college student who had no idea what the hell he wanted to do with his life, to earning $30,000 a month.
I grew up in a normal, working-class family, and I was just an average kid.
School? I hated it.
Sitting in class felt like a prison sentence, and I barely had the grades to graduate. My teachers saw me as a troublemaker, and they weren’t wrong.
We’d skip classes, hang out in basements playing video games, and dream about doing something meaningful one day—though none of us really knew what that meant.
My grades were bad enough that my options were limited. When I finally managed to graduate, I got accepted into just one college, a small one in the Oxnard area of California.
It was a victory, but I felt empty.
I didn’t know what to do with my life.
After high school, things didn’t get any better. I started working low-level jobs, the kind where you clock in, grind away, and leave exhausted for barely any money.
The worst one was as a dishwasher at a busy restaurant. The dish pit was a nightmare—hot, humid, and suffocating.
One day, I was washing dishes, and the steam was so thick I could hardly breathe.
My vision blurred, and I felt like I was about to pass out. I stumbled away from the sinks, dripping with sweat, chugging water just to stay conscious.
As I sat there, heart racing, I thought: This is no way to live.
People spend their whole lives working like this, and it leads nowhere.
That moment became a turning point.
I realized: Hard work isn’t enough if you’re in the wrong vehicle.
You can work as hard as you want, but if your work doesn’t have the potential to change your life, you’re rowing in circles. I needed to find a way to work smarter, not harder.
Desperate for change, I packed my bags and moved to Los Angeles.
I enrolled in college, hoping a new environment would change something for me.
But LA is one of the most expensive cities in the world, and the pressure to succeed was suffocating. Rent was sky-high, and I knew I had to find a way to survive.
So, I took a commission-based sales job. It wasn’t glamorous, but it paid the bills.
The owner of the company, though—that guy was a different story.
He was worth over $60 million, drove a Lamborghini, and flew on private jets. His house looked like it belonged in a movie.
Seeing his life felt surreal, like a glimpse into a world I never thought I’d touch.
But I noticed something else: the top salespeople had been working there for over a decade, grinding away day in and day out to make their six-figure incomes.
And while they seemed happy, I couldn’t shake the feeling that there had to be a faster way to reach success.
College wasn’t any better. I remember sitting in my marketing class, listening to my professor talk about theories and strategies.
One day, he admitted he couldn’t even market his wife’s small business successfully.
That was the final straw for me.
How could I trust a system that was supposed to prepare me for the real world when even my teacher hadn’t succeeded in it?
I knew then: If I wanted real success, I had to take matters into my own hands.
I started thinking about the skills I loved—graphic design, photography, social media. I’d been doing creative projects on the side for years.
What if I could turn those hobbies into a career? I dove into YouTube, consuming every piece of information I could find about freelancing.
I set a huge goal: Make $10,000 a month doing work I was passionate about.
The first few months were rough. My income was barely anything—$600 from designing a logo for a candle company and creating a few Instagram posts.
I remember sitting in my tiny LA apartment, staring at my laptop, questioning if I’d made a huge mistake. I’d work late into the night, fueled by a mix of desperation and hope, telling myself:
Just keep pushing. If others can do this, so can I.
By the third month, I hit my stride. I earned over $7,000. What changed? I learned the power of personalized outreach.
I stopped sending generic messages and instead crafted thoughtful, customized pitches that stood out.
I started applying for jobs on Upwork, reaching out to my network, and even cold-emailing people who might need my skills.
That $600 logo job turned into a chain reaction of referrals. One small project led to another, and another, until I found myself working with high-profile clients.
My biggest break came when I landed PBD, a well-known entrepreneur.
Getting him as a client wasn’t just luck—it was a result of months of grit, self-belief, and relentless effort.
As I took on more projects, I discovered a goldmine: advertising. Businesses that run ads have real budgets.
They’re willing to invest in quality work, and often, they need more than just ads—they need landing pages, website design, and social media content.
By offering a comprehensive service, I created lasting relationships that skyrocketed my income.
But more than that, I realized something crucial:
Advertising is about leverage.
When you know how to get results, your value skyrockets.
But here’s the thing: None of this would have happened without a shift in mindset.
I learned that this journey isn’t just about skills. It’s about believing you can make it and taking action every single day.
I realized that life gives you what you believe you deserve. If you see yourself as someone who can succeed, you will.
But you have to put in the work, even when it’s hard, even when you want to quit.
I sacrificed nights out, sleep, and the comfort of a steady paycheck. I worked through doubts and pushed past failures.
And that persistence, combined with a relentless belief in myself, made all the difference.
Freelancing is about more than money. It’s about freedom—the freedom to design your own life, to wake up every day excited about your work, and to create a future on your own terms. But it takes grit, discipline, and the willingness to bet on yourself.
Today, I’m making $25,000 a month. But I’m not stopping here. I’m scaling to $50,000, $100,000, and beyond. And my mission is to show others that this life is possible.
You don’t need luck. You don’t need an Ivy League degree. You just need the right mindset, skills, and relentless action.
If I could go from a lost, high school stoner to building a six-figure freelancing career, then so can you.
Are you ready to believe in yourself and take action? The choice is yours.