When the investors demanded for a proof of concept and I was unable to finance one I started becoming depressed. As you remember the reasons to why I pursued this business so passionately in the flash back series- personal reasons. Thus, I felt like a failure before the business could even take off.
I had no money, I had no job and I had no resources of my own. So how was I supposed to have a proof of concept when I did not have a shilling to my name? This dilemma kept me up at night. I would stare into the night’s darkness, picturing the wall that was standing in front of me. I could not see where it ended nor where it started. I could not and did not want to let my dream die. Especially after the validation from the investors that it was a good idea.
Every night I would cry. Possibly out of frustration and defeat. I was been consumed by this problem. I spent every minute of every day trying to solve this puzzle. It was engulfing me in its flame inch by inch. I lost a piece of me in the process. What was I not seeing? I felt there was a way through this, or under it, or over it!!
Initially, I had wanted to bring 20 machines but, obviously did not work out. I later decided to scale it down to 10 machines but, even that was too steep a target to achieve. I scaled further down to 5 machines and later on to 1 and you guessed it. I.could.not.afford. At this point my depression consumed me. I was a shell of a person. However much I tried to manipulate the figures they ended up been to big for me.
Until next time