In November of 2025, my entire world stopped. You always hear stories about other people getting sick, but you never imagine it’ll be your own story too. At just 28 years old, I never imagined I would be facing a breast cancer diagnosis. Hearing the words, “you have invasive ductal carcinoma (cancer)” was the most unexpected news I’ve ever received. I remember that moment so vividly. The fear, the confusion, the tears that wouldn’t stop. This journey has been overwhelming, physically, mentally, and financially.

Anyone that truly knows me, knows I am incredibly stubborn and don’t like asking for help. For once, I am reaching out with hope and gratitude to ask for your support. Any contribution, no matter the size, will help ease the burden and allow me to focus on healing. If you're unable to give, please consider sharing my story to help spread awareness.

Thank you for giving me the space to share my story. And to anyone walking a similar path, please know you’re not alone. Tomorrow will come, and you will see the light again.

Thank you everyone from the bottom of my heart.