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My Story with Endometriosis
I never wanted to share this. But if my story helps even one person feel less alone, then my pain has a purpose.
I was in 6th grade when my body turned against me. I bled through my clothes at school while kids laughed, that’s when I first met shame. As I grew, shame was joined by pain, fatigue, and judgment. Teachers called me lazy, bosses questioned why I didn’t “just go on disability,” and doctors told me it was “just bad periods.”
They were wrong.
Endometriosis is not just a period problem, it’s a full-body disease that can invade the lungs, bowels, bladder, and even the heart. It twists organs, causes internal bleeding, and spreads like wildfire. It has taken pieces of me, stolen my energy, and left me fighting for my life.
After years of being dismissed, I finally found out the disease has now spread to my heart, causing complications and a serious heart condition. I’m running out of time to get the right treatment.
Here’s the truth no one tells you: very few doctors in the United States are properly trained to perform excision surgery, the only effective treatment. Most major hospitals use outdated ablation methods that make things worse. And the few specialists who do know how to treat it don’t accept insurance.
Yes, the system is broken. I agree it’s unfair
❤️ we shouldn’t have to crowdfund for basic medical care. This is something we should be fighting to change. But right now, I have to fight to survive.
Every dollar raised will go toward the surgery and post-care I need to save my heart and stop this disease from spreading further.
I’ve lost a uterus, countless days to pain, and too many nights wondering if I’ll make it through. But I won’t lose my voice. 6 surgeries later I need help.
If you can’t donate, please share. Awareness saves lives mine, and others like me.
Thank you for reading, believing, and helping me fight for my life and for change.