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My name is Maci, and for the past four years I’ve been fighting my way back from a serious chronic illness that began after COVID. Survival took everything — physically, emotionally, and financially. I did what I had to do to stay alive and keep going, but the cost was steep.
I’m finally starting to recover. Most of my worst symptoms have eased, and the flare-ups are getting smaller and less frequent. That said, recovery after years of illness isn’t instant. My body is still rebuilding, and I’m dealing with lingering issues like trouble breathing, muscle weakness, brain fog, and the emotional aftermath of CPTSD. During this time, my business and gig work collapsed, leaving me without the stability I once relied on.
Right now, I’m struggling to cover basic necessities like rent, utilities, gas, and household essentials — things that slowly slipped away while I focused on surviving and healing. Not because I gave up, but because healing takes time. What I need most is a little breathing room: a safety net that allows me to continue recovering without the constant anxiety of not knowing how I’ll cover my next bill or keep a roof over my head.
I’m not looking for pity. I’m rebuilding. Your support would help me afford the essentials, reduce financial stress, and focus on fully recovering so I can get back to working and supporting myself again. Reaching out like this isn’t easy, but I’m grateful for the people who have stood by me through the hardest years. Any support — whether donating or sharing — truly helps, and I fully intend to pay that kindness forward when I’m able. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. It means more than I can say.
I’m finally starting to recover. Most of my worst symptoms have eased, and the flare-ups are getting smaller and less frequent. That said, recovery after years of illness isn’t instant. My body is still rebuilding, and I’m dealing with lingering issues like trouble breathing, muscle weakness, brain fog, and the emotional aftermath of CPTSD. During this time, my business and gig work collapsed, leaving me without the stability I once relied on.
Right now, I’m struggling to cover basic necessities like rent, utilities, gas, and household essentials — things that slowly slipped away while I focused on surviving and healing. Not because I gave up, but because healing takes time. What I need most is a little breathing room: a safety net that allows me to continue recovering without the constant anxiety of not knowing how I’ll cover my next bill or keep a roof over my head.
I’m not looking for pity. I’m rebuilding. Your support would help me afford the essentials, reduce financial stress, and focus on fully recovering so I can get back to working and supporting myself again. Reaching out like this isn’t easy, but I’m grateful for the people who have stood by me through the hardest years. Any support — whether donating or sharing — truly helps, and I fully intend to pay that kindness forward when I’m able. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. It means more than I can say.





