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A REALLY HARD UPDATE — I NEED HELP. ❤️‍🩹 I wish I were writing a different update, but the truth is, things are really bad right now. I’ve run into medical complications that I need to address, but because of my insurance situation, I’m being forced to put things off until I can get my coverage reinstated. What I thought might happen November 1 is now looking more like January 1. When you’re fighting cancer, being forced to wait because you can’t afford the care you need is a terrifying place to be. On top of everything, Charlotte isn’t doing well, and watching her struggle while I’m struggling myself is breaking my heart🥹🐶 I’m drowning financially, mentally, and emotionally. I’m trying so hard to keep fighting, keep going, and somehow hold everything together, but I’m exhausted. The medical bills, the uncertainty, the fear, and the financial pressure have become more than I know how to manage alone. I’m putting my pride aside because I genuinely need help. I can’t keep pretending I’m okay when I’m not. If you’re able to donate, share this GoFundMe, repost it, or even just help spread the word, please know that it means more to me than I can explain. I know everyone has their own struggles, and asking for help is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But right now, I need people in my corner more than ever. Thank you to everyone who has checked on me, donated, shared my story, and continued to show love to both Charlotte and me. I will never take that kindness for granted🙏 ❤️ I’m still fighting. I’m just at a point where I can’t do it all alone. gofund.me/0f25cbec9

I really don’t want to have to write this today. But I need help. Today is not a good day. Honestly, I’m struggling more than I know how to say. I’m fighting cancer, trying to get through treatment, dealing with the aftermath of losing my insurance in the middle of all of this, and watching the financial situation around me get worse by the day. The bills don’t stop because I have cancer. Treatment doesn’t stop. Rent doesn’t stop. My car payment doesn’t stop. Medication, appointments, everything keeps adding up—and I’m exhausted from trying to figure out how I’m going to make it all work. And this is the part I hate most…I need to ask for help. I’m putting my pride aside today because I’ve reached a point where I can’t pretend I’m okay or that I can handle everything on my own. If you can donate to my GoFundMe, I would be unbelievably grateful. If you can’t, I understand. Please just share it. Repost it. Send it to someone. Even helping get it in front of one more person could make a difference right now. So many of you have already shown me so much kindness and generosity, and I will never be able to properly thank you for that. Every donation, every share, every message, every person who has checked on me—it all means more than you know. I’m not asking because I want to. I’m asking because today, I really need help. Thank you for standing beside me while I fight my way through this. 🙏🙏💛💛#fuckcancer gofund.me/bad4637a1

I have been putting off writing this because I haven’t wanted to admit just how much I’ve been struggling. The truth is, I’m exhausted—physically, emotionally, mentally, and financially. In the middle of my cancer treatments, I lost my health insurance. Overnight, I was left trying to figure out how to continue treatments that cost approximately $12,500 every three weeks, not including doctor’s visits, medications, scans, lab work, and everything else that comes with fighting cancer. Every penny I have—and everything I had saved—has gone toward trying to stay alive. Because of that, I can’t keep up with my rent, my car payment, or my everyday bills. I’ve never been in a position like this before, and asking for help is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. The financial burden has been overwhelming, but the emotional burden has been just as devastating. I’ve fallen into one of the deepest depressions I’ve ever experienced. There have been days where I honestly haven’t known how much more I could take. Fighting cancer is hard enough. Fighting cancer while wondering how you’re going to pay for treatment, keep a roof over your head, or make your next car payment feels impossible some days. I’m not giving up. I’m still fighting. But I won’t pretend that this hasn’t broken me down. If you’ve been wondering how I’m doing, this is the honest answer. If you’re able to help in any way—whether that’s donating, sharing my fundraiser, or simply saying a prayer for me—it would mean more than I can express. Every share reaches someone new. Every donation helps me continue treatment. Every kind message reminds me that I’m not alone. Thank you to everyone who has stood beside me through this journey. Your love, prayers, and support are helping me keep going, even on the days when it’s incredibly hard to find hope🙏🙏 gofund.me/b07cdf067