Sew Unfair

This is a rant piece which I’m sure will fill my nemesis with glee however the truth is the truth and here it comes – warts and all.

 

I work hard. Really hard. I get things done. I have a complete course up and running, all the modules recorded and ready to be watched. No song and dance. No excuses. Just a course ready and waiting for those who have always wanted to start their business online in many capacities (not just a website) and don’t know where to start – ready. Not paid for in advance with a promise that it will be delivered.

 

Ready.

 

It may be that I totally picked the wrong subject and I know I still have to do the bag videos but here is the thing.

 

I have to eat. I have to keep myself housed. It’s that simple.

 

Employment still eludes me. Ten applications a week – nothing. Two interviews this week – nothing.

 

The damaging words and posts continue to follow me and my reputation around. The doubt is cast. The first question I get when I approach a new client in the sewing space is – what happened and what did you do? What did I do. I’m doomed I think and should just give up.

 

In these times when one statement can take down a president, is it any wonder that I can’t break through the damage of hours and hours of rhetoric and innuendo against my skills and reputation?

 

And yet, and YET people are still throwing money to the enemy camp and still WAITING – 3 years now – for something they paid for.

 

I don’t get it. I simply don’t get it.

 

If I am to be  homeless (again) so be it. I will continue to write and hope to break through the final barriers to stop this from happening to another – but my puppets – I am totally losing my faith in justice, the world and life itself.

 

Carry on and let fear drive you forward.