Donation protected
I’m asking for help from my community. A community I love and have always helped every chance I could.
A small donation is all it takes. No amount is too small. If from every friend on my friends list donated just $5 I could raise enough to fix myself AND help someone else.
I was asked to start a gofundme to make donating easier....hopefully this works
Every day I live my life in hopes I’m not just making a difference in someone’s life but making a difference in the world and inspiring others to have faith in humanity and in people. Helping others is something I preach about ALL the time.
The only problem is that I rarely remember take care of myself. You see: I don’t share my problems because the sheer thought of someone feeling sorry for me or sad for me simply means they are also empathizing. They are feeling a bit of the pain I feel every day. That is the last thing I want.
Every day I deal with pain, depression and the knowledge that cancer COULD be spreading through my body at whatever rate. Still I save what I can to fix my own problem while helping eeeeeveryone else and also trying to maintain a “happy” lifestyle for myself.
In my early 20s my dysphoria was so real that I could not take the sight of my body without breasts anymore. Like many transgender women I turned to black market silicone injections. Blah blah long story short I’ve had many complications and deal with a constant pain in my breasts that even my closest friends don’t know about. Just me...
Not long ago I went to a consultation at a plastic surgeon’s office to inquire about fixing my problem. I had to get a mammogram first and learned there is ZERO silicone in my body. (Well what hell is it then!?!?!? Haha) in addition to this knowledge the doctors say (without any bedside manner AT ALL) that I probably have bilateral cancer and should get a biopsy immediately. awesome. Great. I IMMEDIATELY take my referral and make the call to schedule the biopsy only to learn that without insurance it will cost me $3,000...well, for that I can just save that money and put it towards getting the double mastectomy that was recommended and would solve the whole problem whether there’s cancer or not ♀️. This stuff is killing people all over the world.
I’ve never asked for money to do a pageant. I have never asked for clothes, food or any help at all actually. I barely even asked for prayers when my mother was in ICU. I never complain. I work hard for myself and for everyone else. I am always offering my help, advice and anything else I have to offer. Sometimes I work for free and even take pay cuts to accommodate a venue’s hard time. I pay my own way and many times everyone else’s.
I’m much better at helping than I am asking for help but for once I am asking for help.
Please donate and share if you can.
Thanks for reading.
A small donation is all it takes. No amount is too small. If from every friend on my friends list donated just $5 I could raise enough to fix myself AND help someone else.
I was asked to start a gofundme to make donating easier....hopefully this works
Every day I live my life in hopes I’m not just making a difference in someone’s life but making a difference in the world and inspiring others to have faith in humanity and in people. Helping others is something I preach about ALL the time.
The only problem is that I rarely remember take care of myself. You see: I don’t share my problems because the sheer thought of someone feeling sorry for me or sad for me simply means they are also empathizing. They are feeling a bit of the pain I feel every day. That is the last thing I want.
Every day I deal with pain, depression and the knowledge that cancer COULD be spreading through my body at whatever rate. Still I save what I can to fix my own problem while helping eeeeeveryone else and also trying to maintain a “happy” lifestyle for myself.
In my early 20s my dysphoria was so real that I could not take the sight of my body without breasts anymore. Like many transgender women I turned to black market silicone injections. Blah blah long story short I’ve had many complications and deal with a constant pain in my breasts that even my closest friends don’t know about. Just me...
Not long ago I went to a consultation at a plastic surgeon’s office to inquire about fixing my problem. I had to get a mammogram first and learned there is ZERO silicone in my body. (Well what hell is it then!?!?!? Haha) in addition to this knowledge the doctors say (without any bedside manner AT ALL) that I probably have bilateral cancer and should get a biopsy immediately. awesome. Great. I IMMEDIATELY take my referral and make the call to schedule the biopsy only to learn that without insurance it will cost me $3,000...well, for that I can just save that money and put it towards getting the double mastectomy that was recommended and would solve the whole problem whether there’s cancer or not ♀️. This stuff is killing people all over the world.
I’ve never asked for money to do a pageant. I have never asked for clothes, food or any help at all actually. I barely even asked for prayers when my mother was in ICU. I never complain. I work hard for myself and for everyone else. I am always offering my help, advice and anything else I have to offer. Sometimes I work for free and even take pay cuts to accommodate a venue’s hard time. I pay my own way and many times everyone else’s.
I’m much better at helping than I am asking for help but for once I am asking for help.
Please donate and share if you can.
Thanks for reading.
Organizer
Christina Guiriba
Organizer
Jacksonville, FL