My name is Miguel, and I never imagined I’d be in a position where I’d need to ask for help like this. Since January 2025, I’ve been living in a mold-infested apartment owned by my sister. The constant exposure has made me seriously ill—I’ve been to the emergency room over a dozen times, and I’ve lost so much property and so many opportunities along the way. Despite everything, my sister hasn’t offered any support, and I’ve had to face this ordeal on my own.
Because of this, I have not been able to go to my specialist doctor for my ailments, including my allergist, or to get treatment for hypothyroidism, which is very common with mold exposure. The impact on my health has been overwhelming, and the ongoing congestion in my nose and eyes is a daily reminder of what I’m up against. The financial strain has made it impossible to replace what I’ve lost or even get to the appointments I need to stay healthy. I’m reaching out now because I’ve finally had enough—I need a chance to recover and move forward.
Your support would help me get back on my feet by covering lost belongings, medical expenses, and rides to the doctor. I know it’s not easy to ask for help, but I hope you’ll consider lending a hand. Sometimes, family can be your biggest enemies, and it’s hard to accept, but I’m determined to move on from this ordeal. Helping me now would mean supporting my mental well-being, my health, and my future. Proverbs 17:22 (NIV): "A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones." Thank you for reading and for any support you can give.
Because of this, I have not been able to go to my specialist doctor for my ailments, including my allergist, or to get treatment for hypothyroidism, which is very common with mold exposure. The impact on my health has been overwhelming, and the ongoing congestion in my nose and eyes is a daily reminder of what I’m up against. The financial strain has made it impossible to replace what I’ve lost or even get to the appointments I need to stay healthy. I’m reaching out now because I’ve finally had enough—I need a chance to recover and move forward.
Your support would help me get back on my feet by covering lost belongings, medical expenses, and rides to the doctor. I know it’s not easy to ask for help, but I hope you’ll consider lending a hand. Sometimes, family can be your biggest enemies, and it’s hard to accept, but I’m determined to move on from this ordeal. Helping me now would mean supporting my mental well-being, my health, and my future. Proverbs 17:22 (NIV): "A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones." Thank you for reading and for any support you can give.






