I’m not someone who usually starts a GoFundMe, but right now I’m at a point where I can’t do this alone and I need help.

On Thursday, September 25th, I was in a car accident. I’m okay physically, but it shook me to my core. It felt like the universe saying, “You can’t keep white-knuckling your way through this by yourself.” My car is damaged, and I don’t have the type of insurance coverage needed to get it repaired or replaced. Right now, I can’t afford to get it back on the road. Getting to and from the three jobs I’m working just to stay afloat is already extremely difficult, and I’m honestly not sure what to do next. I’m trying to remain hopeful, but it’s a lot.

Many people know me as someone who keeps pushing forward no matter what. But most don’t know the full story of what I’ve been carrying. From 2019–2022 I was caught up in a controlling group. Even while inside, there were times I was hungry and homeless. When I finally left, I had no friends, mountains of debt, and very little support. I had to start over completely — rebuilding my credit, finding work, and piecing my life back together without a safety net. From 2020–2023 I was also in a toxic relationship. We’ve since healed and gone our separate ways — but the financial and emotional toll of that period still lingers.

In November 2023, a Netflix documentary told my story without my permission. They used my photos and videos, twisted my identity, and publicly questioned whether I was “really” trans or queer. Before and after the documentary’s release, people connected to it stalked and harassed me, sending letters to my home, gym, and workplace with accusations and threats. Days after the documentary aired, I lost my job. It felt like the ground disappeared beneath me.

Since then I’ve cobbled together consulting work and blue-collar jobs just to keep a roof over my head. I’ve applied to more than 2,000 marketing positions — the field I trained and excelled in — and gotten only a handful of interviews and no offers. I’ve worked hard to pay off debt and improve my credit score, but it’s getting harder to keep everything afloat. Now, without a working car, even getting to work is a challenge.

As I heal, I’m also reconnecting with my gender expression. Most of my wardrobe is still male clothing, which has become more and more uncomfortable to wear as I am honest about my gender expression. Affording affirming items has been nearly impossible. Living with diagnosed PTSD, anxiety, and depression from the last several years of trauma makes each day a climb.

I’m sharing all of this because I can’t keep hiding. I need help — and I hate asking for it, but this is where I am.

What the funds will do:

All donations will go directly toward repairing or replacing my car so I can get to my three jobs and keep paying my bills. Anything extra will help cover immediate transportation costs, basic living expenses, and some much-needed gender-affirming clothing so I can continue healing and rebuilding. Every dollar makes a tangible difference in my ability to work, stay stable, and keep moving forward.

If you can contribute, share my story, offer job leads, or even just send kind words, it would mean more than you know. Even the smallest gestures help me feel less alone.

Thank you for reading, for caring, and for seeing me.