Because I've always hated selling myself, although I've gotten better at it over the years, especially since acquiring a disability.
First, let me get this out of the way. Before the car accident that left me in the wheelchair, I was a cake decorator (I may have mentioned this before). I loved doing it: the mixing, the assembling, the frosting that was often so much like the plastering my dad did with his own tools, and the flowers, of course, the beautiful flowers! I know how to make icing ones, but at my last job we used fresh ones, and it was such as delight and so easy to make something spectacular. Us cakers often fought over who would work flower delivery day and get to sort the flowers.
After the accident I found that not only could I no longer lug around huge bags of chocolate, I couldn't even get behind the counter at my old job! For a few months I tried pushing myself on them and working at the store upstate out in the boonies that was bigger, but they just didn't seem too enthusiastic about me anymore. Let's put it this way: I got a distinct feeling that they were not using me because they needed me, but because of charity. It was a pretty sharp contrast to them pushing last minute orders down my throat.
So, now what? I went back to school. Got a degree, now I'm helping other students with disabilities go to school. But still, my hands itch to create. It's how I grew up: dad was a plastering contractor, mom did crafts, and no house I lived in was ever finished being remodeled. The smell of sawdust is the smell of home.
A number of years ago I began to make jewelry, and about six months ago I really took off with it. It's become one of the few things in my life that I've found passion in, and to a person with depression that is worth it's weight in gold -- and my inventory is growing every day.
And finally, the advertising: I've opened a shop on etsy.com, you can find it at: https://www.etsy.com/...
I've been having a lot of fun with it. If you're interested in jewelry or think you might want to buy some for someone for the holidays, please check out my shop! I have a deep desire to express myself artistically, and working in the Social Work field just doesn't satisfy it, especially when one works in a red-tape environment. If you do check it out, thank you for supporting my artistic visions. People with disabilities not only often have a hard time finding employment, it is often not enough money, hours, or understanding of our issues. Self-made money is one way that PWD get along in life. So, thanks.