I never thought I’d be in a place where I had to ask for help like this… but here I am, doing something that’s hard for me, because right now I don’t have another choice.

I’ve been diagnosed with stage 4 metastatic hepatocellular carcinoma, and it has now spread to my lymph nodes. This isn’t a small battle—it’s an aggressive, all-in kind of fight. My treatment plan is intense: chemotherapy three times a week, radiation twice a week, and immunotherapy every two weeks. On top of that, I’m facing upcoming biopsies and surgeries as we try to stay one step ahead of this disease.

As you can imagine, this level of treatment comes with a heavy financial burden. Between co-pays, constant travel to and from the hospital, gas, groceries, and just trying to keep life moving while my body is being pushed to its limits—it adds up quickly. I’m currently in the process of getting disability set up, but there’s a gap right now that I’m struggling to cover.

If you know me, you know I don’t like asking for help. I’ve always tried to handle things on my own. But cancer has a way of humbling you and reminding you that sometimes you need a community to lean on.

So I’m reaching out—humbly, honestly, and with hope. Any support, whether it’s a donation, a share, or even just a prayer, truly means more than I can put into words. You’re not just helping with bills—you’re helping me keep fighting.

Thank you for standing with me during the hardest fight of my life.