They all had a good chuckle when I first said I could combat depression with frequency. I could see the eye-rolls from space. But then a funny thing happened—my clients started getting better, feeling lighter, and actually smiling. The real magic frequency, it turns out, wasn't just the one I was tuning for them; it was the one I started charging. The moment I handed them an invoice, the laughter stopped faster than you can say 'bank transfer.' Suddenly, my 'woo-woo' science was worth every penny, and my success was no longer a joke—it was a billable service. Funny how attaching a price tag can so quickly upgrade you from a 'kook' to a 'certified genius.'