The reality of living with rare cancer. Even WITH medical insurance, it feels insurmountable. If you can help, if you can SHARE, it would mean the world to me. 🙏🏻❤️ ➡️ gofund.me/901359e09

I genuinely don't know how NOT to make every social media post about cancer right now. 🤦🏻‍♂️Seriously. I've spent years using these platforms to share music, tell stories, make dumb jokes, and occasionally speak up about things that really matter to me. Or maybe you found me a couple years ago, when my family went through an unimaginable nightmare after losing our baby in the wake of the Texas abortion ban. When I found myself speaking out, fighting for my daughter's future, and trying to make sure other families wouldn't have to experience what we did. However you found your way here, I'm glad you did. And now? Cancer. Cancer. Cancer. It's all I seem to think about. And the weirdest part is that I feel guilty about it. Like I'm somehow going to annoy people by talking too much about the fact that I'm fighting for my life. Which is a pretty ridiculous thing to feel guilty about, when you think about it. But here we are. The other thing I never imagined is finding myself in a position where I literally cannot afford the fight to stay alive. Not without help. That's a difficult thing to wrap your head around. And an even more difficult thing to admit publicly. But you wonderful people have already helped me reach 35% of my GoFundMe goal. THIRTY-FIVE PERCENT. I can't even begin to tell you what that means to me. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is... thank you for putting up with all the cancer talk. I promise I'll get back to making music, telling ridiculous stories, and complaining about things that don't matter. But first, I've got to beat this thing. And I still need your help. If you can donate, thank you. If you can share the fundraiser, that helps enormously, too. And if you've already done either of those things, please know how grateful I am. I'm still here. And I'm still fighting. ❤️ gofund.me/72a27d323 #cancerjourney

I'm not very good at asking for help. But I think I'm going to have to get better at it. Since I shared the news about my cancer, something pretty incredible has happened. Without me really coming out and directly asking, friends, fans, fellow artists and complete strangers have already donated more than $10,000 to help me fight this thing. I don't know how to adequately say thank you for that. But today, I do need to actually ask. I need your help. Even with health insurance and financial assistance, the cost of fighting this rare cancer is staggering. Just ONE of the medications I now have to take costs approximately $300 per pill. One pill. Every day. For at least two years. That's roughly $219,000 for one medication. I'm currently taking eight different prescriptions. Then there are treatments, oncology appointments, testing, scans, hospital bills and everything else that comes along with trying to stay alive. So... yeah. This is the uncomfortable part where I swallow my pride and ask my weird, wonderful little corner of the world to rally around me. If you're able to donate, even a little, I would be incredibly grateful. And if donating isn't possible, sharing this helps more than you might realize. We've already made it more than 20% of the way there. Maybe, together, we can get the rest of the way. I'm home. I'm getting stronger. And I am going to fight like hell. Thank you for helping me afford the fight. ❤️ GoFundMe: gofund.me/901359e09 #cancerjourney