I’ve been sitting here trying to write this… and I keep breaking down. Because the truth is… I’m not okay. I’m tired. Not just tired like I need sleep… I’m tired in my body, tired in my mind, tired in my spirit. These pictures you see… this is me right now. This is what I’ve been going through behind closed doors. The swelling in my legs, the pain in my body, being stuck in a hospital bed wondering what’s going to happen to me next. There are moments I feel like I’m losing control of my own body. Moments where I can’t walk, where I’m freezing and shaking, where I’m laying there scared because I don’t understand why this is happening to me. And as much as all of that hurts… nothing hurts more than being a mom and not being able to be there the way my kids need me. That part is breaking me.

I’m used to being strong. I’m used to figuring things out. I’m used to making sure my kids are good no matter what I’m going through. But right now… I can’t even do that the way I want to. I’ve missed work because I’ve been in and out of the hospital trying to figure out what’s wrong with my kidneys and why my body is swelling like this. I don’t have steady income coming in, and everything is piling up — rent, food, bills… life doesn’t stop just because I’m sick. And I’m scared. Not just for me… but for my kids. Because they depend on me.

I never thought I would be in a place where I have to ask for help like this. This is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But I need help. If you can donate, please know you’re helping me fight to get better and take care of my babies. If you can’t, please just share this… because right now, even that means everything to me. Please keep me in your prayers. I’m trying so hard to stay strong… but I really need support right now.