Greetings Barbarians! Long days and pleasant nights!
I don’t even know where to start. There comes a time in a man’s life where he finds himself on his knees and asking the heavens, why? Why does such tragedy befall him at such a difficult time? I for one never believed in karma, I never believed that the universe has a way of leveling the field. I believed that bad things do happen to good people. I believed that people get what they get regardless of what they deserve. That is the human condition.
If you’ve ever noticed, I have been absent for almost a week. I missed two of my scheduled posts and never gave any replies to some of the comments. With every bit of the sincerity my heart could muster, I apologize to you. I got a lot to process right now so, I’m sorry, I’m not ignoring you. I am at the point where you could say I’ve hit rock bottom.
Before anything else, I would like to express my gratitude and loyalty to my sponsors. Thank you for having my back on such a difficult moment. We may not agree on everything but you always believed in my vision and good intentions. With that said, I would like you to know that you could expect me to have your back in any situation. Patron or not, you have been great friends. On behalf of my daughter and me, thank you so much.
What would you do if someone offered you an investment that has a 25% return of investment in a month? I thought it was too good to be true. So, I did my research and talked to anyone involved including people I knew in person.
Given the quarantine situation, I got no work, I got no stable cash flow, I got desperate. I got some money lying around, profits from the peer to peer lending that I’m doing before the quarantine. There is money to make in doing microloans to peers but there is no money during the quarantine. So, I took the money from my P2P lending, both capital and profits and I invested it, $300 worth (15,000 in Philippine Peso).
Everything was going great for the last two weeks. I’ve been receiving a stable part of my money back until everything stopped. It was last Tuesday, I bought my daughter a Happy Meal from McDonald’s. I remember being so happy watching her enjoy her Happy Meal, I’m happy that I finally caught a break. Believe me when I say that all I want in life is to have decent savings, pay the bills, and have some extra for the kid. Life was tough even before COVID-19 but I still managed, until now. The investment vanished, and the people running it are nowhere to be found. They’ve run away with my money, I got cheated off, I got scammed.
Now, I don’t even know where to start, $300 is serious money here in the Philippines. Worst of all, it was humiliating to admit this to you. One of the few rules I have in life is to not allow yourself to get desperate. It is humiliating to admit that I got desperate. This blog is one of the good things that is happening for me right now but I have no choice. This may destroy my integrity and credibility as a blogger.
One of my favorite movies is Cinderella Man, starring Russel Crowe. It was a biopic of boxer James Braddock and his struggles during the depression era. There was this one scene where he begs his former colleagues for some spare change. From being boxing’s top contender to begging to keep the electricity on and keep his children. From being on top of the world to begging for work at the docks. But he never results in cheating and stealing to meet ends.
So now, I would like to appeal to you, not to the goodness of your heart but in your self-interest. Humiliating as it already is, I come to you beg for help, not out of pity but for work.
I’ve recently updated my Patreon page. I started to offer a bunch of things like exclusive content and requests. If you have some change to spare and want to help, please visit my Patreon page here.
I know what I’m offering isn’t much but I will give you my promise to work for it and give you as much value for your money’s worth. Remember that you don’t have to if you don’t want to. To be honest, I want to write, make ends meet, and buy my kid a Happy meal now and then. Your help would go in keeping our lights on and pave the way for a bright future. I promise to work hard in giving out a better “Mr. A” experience for you and the rest of my readers. I have poured my heart and soul into this blog and will forever be free.
For a young Mr. A, the only thing that mattered is who gets the girl and who drives the coolest car. He never got the chance to get both. Now, all that matters to him is that little kid who, even at his worst, never stops believing in him. That kid who, no matter how many flaws and failures he has, keeps on loving him.
A lot of things never turned out the way I wanted to, writing and this blog seems to be the only thing working for me. I would do anything to keep her heart from loving and her light from shining even brighter the way I know-how. I have poured my heart and soul into this blog and in loving that child.
I wish I could give a toast but things are not great right now, I’m sorry.
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