This will be one of the toughest things I am asking for.

I was diagnosed on September 30, 2024, with triple-negative breast cancer, Stage 2B invasive ductal carcinoma. It’s an aggressive form of cancer because it grows and spreads faster than other types and has fewer treatment options, as it doesn’t respond to hormone therapy drugs. I remember crying all day at work. Before I knew it, I was undergoing chemotherapy. I couldn’t process it all—I just had to act quickly and begin treatment. It was only then that I had time to truly realize what was running through my mind every day: my family, my kids—constantly, all day, every day.

Since my diagnosis and throughout this journey, it has been a roller coaster of emotions: depression, anger, isolation—all of it. On the outside, it may seem like I look and feel fine, but inside, I’m wearing a mask, trying to stay positive and be as “normal” as possible while battling these overwhelming emotions. If I hadn’t continued working or trying to maintain some sense of normalcy, I don’t know where my mental state would be.

Many people have asked if we need anything—anything at all. I always say, “I’m okay, thank you,” because I honestly don’t know how to ask or what to say. I’m not the kind of person who asks for help, even when I desperately need it. I became isolated in my own self-pity—stubborn and feeling weak for not reaching out. But I’ve been reminded that I don’t have to carry this burden alone.

With a heavy heart, I am reaching out now to ask for help. As I prepare for a double mastectomy, a challenging recovery, and await final test results, I am asking for donations. These will help cover mounting medical bills, lost wages, and other related expenses.

Since sharing my diagnosis, I have been so humbled and deeply grateful for all who have reached out with love, support, and prayers. Every message, every text has brought tears to my eyes and filled my heart with strength.

If you’re able to contribute, please know that no amount is too small—every bit helps ease the financial burden. Every single gift is a gesture of love, support, and hope. And if you’re unable to give at this time, simply sharing this message can also make a meaningful difference.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I deeply appreciate your continued prayers, unwavering love, and incredible support during this fight that I am still facing.

With deepest gratitude,

Julia