23/02/2024
Let's clear a few things up, yeah?
I've had so many messages the past few weeks about how I have changed the way I'm running this gig. Why I'm only working with a strict set of clients. Why I won't take on anyone new. Why I've declined certain people to be a part of my cake crew.
I always thought making cakes for people's special events was the best. It meant so much to me to see those smiles and hear those thank yous.
But then I realised that people weren't seeing me as a person anymore, just a cake machine that could work 24/7, pumping out whatever you wanted.
It went on like that for most of 2023 until it came to a head when I had my unexpected spinal injury, and it all went up in flames. We don't expect you to work while physically disabled, being stuck in a hospital with cords attached to you, needles in your arm, and dosed up on a cocktail of drugs.. but that's what we all expected of me. Because I'm just a machine, right?
I was called dirty names, abused mentally over email, messenger, phone calls all while I'm so damn high I don't even know what's going on.
I left that hospital a completely different person, pushed into a deep and severe depression. To the point I just wasn't even me anymore. You go from someone who is outgoing, social, fun, and happy to someone who won't even leave the house, answer the phone, or talk to anyone, including friends and family. You spend every day just trying to stay alive, yet all they want from you is cake... and when you say no, you're unprofessional, a waste of space.
I don't mind anymore when people call me yucky names, unprofessional, a waste of space. I don't know you, you don't know me. You weren't here when I struggled to get out of bed every day, when I couldn't even bring myself to get dressed or eat every day. I was and still am, on a cocktail of daily drugs, I have permanent nerve damage from this accident that will never go away. I've lost half the feeling in my left foot, leaving me unable to run, dance, or even walk normally anymore.
Only some of my clients stuck with me during those dark months, patiently waiting for me to come out the other end. Those are my people. The ones I will get out of bed to make cakes for.
So while you are all sitting back thinking wow, she dug herself into a hole and ruined her business because she was crazy and lazy and unprofessional. I'm still winning. Because the biggest weight has been lifted from my shoulders since I cut off the negative clients and decided to stick with my own clients that I choose. I haven't felt this good since my accident.
Stop treating cake makers like they aren't human beings. Believe it or not, our emotions, mental health, and physical health are more important than your cake. ✌️
That's it. 😘
