Hi friends,

I’m Hillary, and I’m reaching out with a heart full of hope and a body in need of healing.

In May 2019, I was diagnosed with Endometriosis, a chronic, often invisible disease that affects every corner of my life. My first surgery brought some relief, but recovery was grueling. I gained over 30 pounds without explanation, and the pain slowly crept back. By early 2024, I began searching for surgical options again, only to find that the care I needed wasn’t available locally.

Then, in December 2024, my world shifted again. Following a sexual assault by an intimate partner, my symptoms escalated dramatically. I began experiencing nerve pain, debilitating cramps, and a level of physical suffering I wouldn’t wish on anyone. It was a devastating intersection of trauma and chronic illness.

Determined to find answers, I traveled to see specialists in Rochester and New York City. After careful consideration, I chose a surgeon in NYC who offers the expertise and compassion I’ve been searching for. But the path forward is not easy. An MRI revealed bilateral Endometriomas and deep infiltrating Endometriosis. I may also have Adenomyosis. My surgeon has recommended a hysterectomy, and it’s likely I’ll lose one of my ovaries.

At 32, the idea of surgically induced menopause is overwhelming. These are not just medical decisions, they’re deeply personal reckonings with identity, fertility, and grief. I never imagined this would be part of my story, but here I am, trying to meet it with courage.

I’m asking for help to make this next chapter possible.

Your support will help me:

Travel to NYC for pre-surgical bloodwork and the surgery itself

Cover essential recovery costs: food, personal care items, housing, and time off work

Navigate a healing process that may take 6–12 weeks, though I hope to return to work within 2–3

Endometriosis and other gynecological diseases are often endured in silence. I’m choosing to speak up, not just for myself, but for others who feel unseen. This surgery is a chance to reclaim my body, my energy, and my future.

Asking for help is hard. But I’m learning that vulnerability is a form of strength. Whether you’re able to donate, share this page, or simply hold space for my story, I’m deeply grateful.

I’ll be updating this page throughout my recovery. Thank you for walking beside me.

With love and gratitude,

Hillary