My Story

Hey there, I’m Frazer Goodman, and I’m here to take you on a wild ride through my life!

I live by four simple rules: passion, purpose, contribution, and gratitude, but let’s face it, life is never that simple! I wear many hats in this world – professional, father, friend, and an occasional nosy neighbor. Gotta keep tabs on what’s going on in the neighborhood, ya know?

I’m not one to stand on a soapbox and preach about my beliefs. Too much conviction and you come across as pretentious, too little and you doubt yourself. Instead, I like to show my love and kindness through action. That’s why I’m all about giving thanks and spreading positivity in everything I do.

When I’m not being a total superhero, fighting crime and saving the city, you can find me exploring new ventures that involve my family, music, friends, internet marketing, writing, eating out – basically anything that makes life a little more exciting.

The road to my success has definitely had its fair share of twists and turns, but hey, that’s life! It’s not always rainbows and butterflies, but I hope my story can inspire someone to pursue their dreams, even when the going gets tough. And trust me, there were plenty of ups and downs along the way.

So where do I even begin? Well, let’s just say that my childhood was spent in New Zealand, raised by two amazing Samoan parents, before packing up and moving to Brisbane with my wife and 4 kids in the 90s. But just because it sounds idyllic doesn’t mean it was all sunshine and unicorns.

After high school, I thought I had it all figured out – got married, moved out of my parents’ house, and started living my best life. Or so I thought. As it turns out, chasing worldly pleasures wasn’t the answer. But hey, we’ve all been there, right?

So stay tuned, because my story is far from over. There have been plenty of highs and lows, good times and bad, but I’ll tell you one thing – it’s all true!


So, let’s pick up where we left off, shall we? By the ripe old age of 38, I was divorced and living my best life as a professional thinker. Yeah, it sounds like a blast, but in reality,  I bounced around from job to job, putting in time as a trainer, youth worker, security guard (I know, what was I thinking?), cleaner, you name it.

To pass the time, I chased girls and got into way more fights than I care to admit. Truth be told, I was more of a lover than a fighter, but hey, we all have to play the hand we’re dealt, right?

As far as ambition goes, well…let’s just say I had none. No future, no hope, and no care in the world. None whatsoever. I lived in some pretty questionable places – shared housing and dingy apartments that I wouldn’t let my worst enemy sleep in. And yet, I was content with my lot in life. Sad, right?

Fast forward a few years, and life decided to throw me a curveball. My children’s mother passed away, leaving me to raise them on my own. It was a wake-up call, to say the least. My two youngest kids must have seen something in me that I didn’t see in myself because they filled me with just enough confidence to step up to the plate and become the father they deserved.

I traded in my dingy apartment for a much nicer family home in a different part of Brisbane and landed a job as a disability carer along the way. It wasn’t easy, but nothing in life worth having ever is.

Now, here I am, happy and content with a new lease on life. Sure, I made mistakes along the way, but who hasn’t? Life is all about learning and growing, and I’m excited to see where this crazy journey takes me next.