A cancer survivor needs help

Hi my name is Mary and I am a 64 year old cancer survivor. As I sit down to write this with a humble spirit, I am aware and saddened by the fact there are so many who have found themselves destitute from the events from the past few years. I find myself to be one of them and my heart is telling me that the only way to unbury myself from the avalanche of misfortune is to humbly ask for help.

Through the grace of God, I have always been able to work 2 or 3 jobs to provide for myself and my family. Unfortunately in 2003, I gravely injured my back. This spun my world into a 15 plus year battle of me versus pain, depression and the work comp insurance company. The battles at one point proved to be too great and I was unsuccessful in taking my own life. Trying my best to move forward, I finally accepted one of my children’s offer to come live with them for free. A kind gesture that was a ploy for the opportunity for them to emotionally and financially abuse me.

When I was on the verge of finally settling my case, I was diagnosed with skin cancer and stage 3 triple negative breast cancer. By the grace and mercy of God, I am still here. After a divine, victorious gift of defeating all the cancer in my body, my child flew me to California to “visit.” Their actual intention was to relocate me without communicating this fact to anyone else. This has now effectively made me homeless sleeping on a couch and everything that wasn’t in my suitcase is now lost to me.

Despite the major loss, there was a turn of events. I was finally able to receive the work comp settlement. Knowing this would be the last money I would receive, and not being able to work, I prayerfully decided to invest my settlement money with someone I knew for years and thought was trustworthy. To my dismay this turned out to be a dire mistake. The money was misappropriated. It has now been 2 years and I haven’t received my investment back. Communication with this once trusted friend has gradually come to an end.

I am now in deeper debt. Besides the already piled medical bills from the cancer treatments, I am struggling to feed myself, pay rent, have phone service, attend medical appointments, obtain medicine, clothes to wear and just basically struggling to have daily life. I appreciate the time you took to read this. I thank you for any help God places in your heart to give.