Help Support Emily

A message from Emily- I’m still in the process of recovering from a coma, trying to find my way back to some semblance of normalcy. But the weight of losing my mom has made it almost impossible to focus on my own healing. Every day feels like a tug-of-war between trying to take care of myself and the overwhelming grief that still lingers, mixed with the constant strain of financial uncertainty.

The disability process has been a long, grueling journey—one that could take up to eight months before I know anything for certain. In the meantime, the loss of my mom has left me with an unexpected financial crisis. My rental units, which were supposed to be my backup income, have become an additional burden. She has left behind a mess of bills and unaccounted-for debt that I now have to deal with. The stress of all this, on top of my recovery, is overwhelming.

With ongoing health issues and the reality of daily living expenses, I’m in need of financial support to get through this difficult time. While I continue to try for the disability benefits that could provide some relief, the road ahead remains uncertain, and the pressure is mounting. The weight of this situation is taking a toll, and it’s hard to see a way forward without the necessary support to cover both medical and living expenses. Every day is a struggle to stay afloat, but I’m doing everything I can to push through.

It’s difficult for me to accept help. I’ve always been someone who tries to handle things on my own, but recent discoveries about my mom have really shaken me. It turns out there were things about her life that I didn’t know—things she kept hidden—and it’s made me reflect on why I’m so vocal about being honest and recognizing when you simply can’t handle something on your own. I’ve always believed in the importance of being upfront with yourself and others about your struggles, yet here I am, finding it hard to do just that.

Her passing has shown me that sometimes you just can’t carry everything alone, no matter how strong you think you are. I’ve had to face the reality that I need support, whether I’m ready to accept it or not. It’s been a humbling reminder that asking for help doesn’t make you weak—it makes you human. And right now, more than ever, I need that support as I try to recover and navigate this financial and emotional storm.