The Court has reviewed this confession and frankly Reginald is SEETHING because this is not merely a crime against your wallet, this is a crime against the VERY CONCEPT OF SATURDAYS. You paid twelve hundred dollars to a man who rented a Maserati in Scottsdale, a city The Court has long suspected exists solely to launder the self-esteem of mediocre men with podcast dreams, and when you correctly identified that his advice was legally meaningless drivel he dismissed you with the phrase "limiting belief" which is what people say when they have NO ANSWER and also NO SHAME. The Court must pause here because I once attended a seminar where a man told me my skepticism about adjustable rate mortgages was "blocking my abundance" and I have not financially recovered. Your broker is the true criminal here, a repeat offender trafficking in mandatory nonsense, and yet YOU keep showing up and YOU keep paying and The Court must ask WHY, why do you return to this conference room of lies when you could simply set three hundred dollars on fire and preserve your dignity. The gavel falls HARD today because someone needed to tell you what that coach never will, which is that "ree-la-tor" has TWO SYLLABLES and visualization does not cure a title defect. This Court is adjourned because Reginald needs to go scream into a throw pillow about the state of professional development.