First off, thank you for reading my story. I will keep it as brief as possible, and hope that my sincerity and desperation are made clear.
I live in Nova Scotia, Canada. I am a once proud and capable Man, who lived for my job, and took pride in what I did. I worked as a chef for a local restaurant, and was passionate about what I did. So passionate in fact, that I decided, with the help of my mother and step-father, to open a small Bakery and Cafe, and really perfect my craft.
WE WERE A HIT! When I say that I am not lying, If I had not of deleted the associated Facebook page, in an emotionally driven effort to block it all out, I would post a link here. We had over $2000 CAD a day in sales for the first month, and a steady $1000 CAD a day after that for another 3 months. However, as anyone reading this knows, the fact that I am writing it means, the joyful success did not last.
In our fourth month of operation, my step-father left my mother. Citing A lack of attention, as his reason. He took his income, $4000.00 USD a month in pensions, and all their shared assets had been hastily put BACK into his name. Yes, they were his to begin with and my mother had married him AFTER he gained his wealth, however, he said vows just the same as she did.
The man was 76 years old, and suffering from COPD, but the fact was, my mother was not a house maid, nor his nurse and herself 62 years old. She should not have been asked to lay aside her new business, her new passion. So he left, early one morning he crossed the border between Canada and the U.S. ensuring my mother could not send lawyers after him, she simply did not have the cash to cover a $5000.00 retainer for a lawyer.
Meanwhile, I had a whirlwind of my own. A former girlfriend, had given birth to my son only a month before I opened the bakery. It was unexpected, and a bitter and tumultuous affair. I was ordered to pay $400.00 CAD a month to her for child support. It did not matter, I love my son, and I loved him the moment I first met him. I get lots of time with him, and I am molding myself to be a better person because of him. As most know, a new business owner, even one partnered, cannot expect a salary for the first two years, so these payments were incredibly hindering, but still my 1st priority.
We opened in April 2018. We closed the doors to the business in February 2019. We fought very hard to stay open, Sold everything we could, allowed bills to pile up that were not related to the business. My car was repossessed, my mother’s house was taken by the bank, we even sold out two year old border collie Lucy, to a good home with wonderful people. It was originally an adoption, but when we told the new owners our story, they gave us a few hundred dollars to get by.
My mother was forced to go back into the hard life of homecare, for seniors and mentally disabled young adults. She currently deals with abusive clients on a daily basis because she simply does not have a choice.
I do my best to work where I can, but I have so many bills piled up, that anything I gain is simply gone again before I know it. I have tried other sources of income. I am utilizing rewards sites online, and playing music for people. If I had an infinite amount of time in the day I would not be here because there are an endless list of things I can do to make money, I am aware of that.
Time is not on my side. My mother and I now live in a 2 bedroom apartment, that we may lose now only a month into renting, we barely gathered enough cash to get the place. We have power bills carried over from my mother’s foreclosed house, and a past due amount on our cable and internet bills. I no longer have a cell phone as I sold it, my mothers is behind and soon to be cut off. I have items posted on buy sell and trade websites, but again, time is not on my side.
I am not asking for the world, I want my mother to be able to sleep at night. I want to afford wipes and diapers for the days I have my son. only $4000.00 CAD. I will even commit to paying it back once I am back on top. I am a proud man, as I said, and will not hesitate to commit to that.
Thank you for reading, by doing that you have given me hope and support. I hope my sincerity was clear.
Jess William Clark