I’m Alex James Bilodeau, born and raised in Rochester, New York.

At 21, I packed everything I owned into my car on a lunch break and drove to Austin, Texas. Depression had boxed me in, and I needed a hard reset. I didn’t have a job or an apartment when I arrived. I slept on a couch, showed up every day, and figured it out piece by piece.

I moved around New Year’s. Someone invited me to a New Year’s Eve party. That night, I met the woman who would become my wife. Austin became home. The move taught me how much momentum matters, how fragile comfort can be, and how powerful it is to bet on yourself when things feel unstable. That perspective shows up in everything I do. I care deeply about people and believe there is no such thing as hate, only the absence of love.