The road to recovery from Mental Breakdown ‘09 has been littered with disappointments. I felt excited and empowered to take charge of my own future. Sure, I’m not really educated or qualified for many of the things I’d love to do, but I have a few skills in here somewhere and damn if I don’t enjoy making stupid bold moves every so often.

I nearly wept last night at the meeting I’d set for morning with a potential client of two kids. So great and the boost I really needed to make this work.

She cancelled. After reconsidering the drive time. Without even meeting me or even discussing rates. I feel a bit like I’ve been dumped. And not sure how I can make this work financially if I can’t swing the clients.

I may be sentenced to work multiple jobs for life.