Help Christy Heal: Support Her Recovery

If you know Christy, then you know this: she will split your sides with laughter, lift your spirits when you're down, and somehow still manage to run a whole dang comedy pub tour in boots and a backpack.

Most of you know she's a comedian, writer, artist, creative tornado, and one of the most generous, fiercely independent humans on the planet.

What she's not great at? Asking for help.

So her friends are doing it for her.

Recently, she suffered her second heart attack—because apparently, one wasn't dramatic enough for her memoirs.

This time, the Universe is demanding she slow down and recover for real.

Doctors have told her she'll need full rest—no tours, no gigs, no hustling, no producing laughter-induced snorts. Just healing.

And while laughter may be the best medicine, it doesn't pay the bills.

As her own boss, there's no paid leave, no corporate safety net—just the day-to-day bills, rent, groceries, medical costs, and that ridiculous American tradition we call "healthcare."

We—her friends, fans, and chosen family—want to help lift some of that burden.

Please help us give Christy the gift of peace of mind, so she can focus on healing her beautiful, broken, badass heart without the stress of financial strain.

Wanna help? Thanks in advance:

* Donate what you can (every bit helps—even $10 means a lot)

* Share this page far and wide

* Leave her a message—funny, heartfelt, or both

Christy has spent her life making others laugh and feel seen. (Especially if you wear short shorts in public)

It's time we show up for her the way she's shown up for so many.

Let's keep her stress-free, snarky, and surrounded by love until she's strong enough to get back in the groove, where she belongs.

We love you, Christy. Now sit your butt down and rest. We got this.