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- I never imagined I’d be here writing this. I’ve always been the one who carries everything quietly — strong on the outside, breaking on the inside, and still giving whatever I could to others. But this past year pushed me past every limit, and I’m finally learning that asking for help is not weakness. It’s survival.
I’ve lived with Type 1 diabetes since 2010, and in 2022 I was diagnosed with Graves’ disease. My body has been fighting for years, but in August 2023 everything collapsed. My blood sugar shot past 1,000. I went into cardiac arrest. I fell into a 24-day coma. When I woke up, my entire life had changed.
I woke up legally blind.
I couldn’t walk.
I couldn’t talk.
I couldn’t feed myself.
And after the heart attack, I had to undergo a thyroidectomy, leaving my body even more fragile than before.
Every single day since then has been a fight — not just to heal, but to figure out how to live again in a body that doesn’t feel like the one I grew up in.
I’m doing everything I can to stay alive and keep my body stable. I drink eight bottles of water a day, I drink my healing teas twice a day, I do my exercises, I focus on my wellness, my breath, my mindset. I’m trying to rebuild myself piece by piece, even on days where it feels impossible.
But the truth is, my vision is getting worse, and I’m running out of time before it slips even further.
There is a specialized eye procedure in Indonesia that could give me a real chance at improving my sight, my mobility, and my independence. This surgery represents hope — hope for safety, hope for stability, hope for a future where I can move through the world without fear.
I’m asking for $75,000 to cover:
• The Indonesia eye procedure
• Travel, accommodations, follow-up care
• Recovery time
• The basic stability I need while I heal and rebuild
I know it’s a large number. But what I’m really asking for is a chance — a chance to live again, not just survive.
And even while struggling, I still gave over 200 healthy meals THIS YEAR to people in need. I gave because I know what it feels like to have nothing. I gave because community matters to me. I gave because helping others has always been a part of my purpose.
Now, for the first time, I’m asking the community to help me.
If you can donate even $1, it makes a difference.
If you can share this link, it makes a difference.
If you can pray for me or speak my name with love, that makes a difference too.
Your support is not just financial — it is life-changing.
It gives me time.
It gives me hope.
It gives me a chance to see the world again.
Thank you for reading this, for caring, and for giving me the strength to keep fighting.
With love, faith, and humility,
Narri
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