For the past seven years, I’ve been living in a whirlwind of medical treatments, hospital stays, and high-cost medications—initially for what doctors believed were recurring strokes. Last year, during a cardiac catheterization (I have Class III heart failure and several other heart conditions), I woke up with the same frightening symptoms. But after extensive testing, I was given devastating but good clarity: I’ve never had a stroke. I suffer from a rare, untreatable neurological condition that mimics strokes. It affects my speech, mobility, and functioning—and there is no known cure.

In the midst of navigating this diagnosis, I lost both of my parents—my mother in June last year, and my father just this January. The grief and stress from their passing have made my symptoms more frequent and severe. I had to stop working and move in with my father to help care for him before he passed, and since then I’ve been doing everything I can to survive including selling everything I own. 

I’ve applied for disability benefits, but the wait is long and uncertain. I’ve sold nearly everything I own, down to basic household items and even my bed, just to afford essential medications. I now find myself at rock bottom—two months behind on car payments, struggling to keep up with auto insurance, and without a permanent place to live. The home I shared with my parents has been sold, and I’m currently staying in a hotel with someone who has kindly taken me in. But by mid-August, she will be relocating with her family, and I’ll be facing homelessness.

I’m asking for your help—not for luxuries, but for survival. Your support could mean the difference between keeping my medication, preserving my only transportation, and avoiding life on the streets. Every donation brings hope, and every act of kindness helps me move one step closer to stability.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.