🌟 Riley Irwin: The Girl Next Door Who Built Her Dreams from Nothing 💭🏗️✨

Once, in a little derelict apartment dripping through the ceilings and walls that sympathized with my despair, lived a girl named Riley Irwin. A girl who dreamed in 3D. 🎮💻

I was not always the rainbows-and-sketchup architectural visualizer you see today. My story starts with a single mom, working three jobs to keep the lights on... if they weren't cut off. We slept on a pull-out couch, and when I did homework, it was by candlelight, I know... so romantic, until you remember it's because the landlord "forgot" to pay the bills. The cracks in the walls? They became my first canvas. I traced them with my fingers imagining they were futuristic cities. 🏙️💔

Then came the darkest Ctrl+Z of my life. Mom got sick. Cancer. The kind that can bankrupt you before you can say "GoFundMe". At 19, I dropped out of architecture school to care for her. I lived on instant ramen and sheer delusion. I pawned my laptop (RIP my sweet) to afford her medications. But spoiler alert: I rebuilt myself among the render farm of life. ☁️🌦️

With a library computer and stolen WiFi (sshh), I taught myself Blender and Unreal Engine amidst shift changes at the hospital. I visualized homes I couldn't afford and towns I had never been to. I finally went viral for a render of a floating eco-village tagged (#HomelessButHopeful). Suddenly architects started sliding into my DMs saying "Who hurt you? Also, can you design our condo?" 💌💻

And now, I'm the girl next door who turns trauma into topology. My renders don't just depict buildings—they shatter windows, and scream: "Look what I made from nothing." I mean, if you need to hear it... my DMs are open for collabs, but also for anyone who needs to hear: Your cracks can be constellations. 🌠🔧

P.S. Mom is in remission, and yes—she finally has a real bedroom. I rendered it first. 😉🛏️