Hey Fam!

Recently, I realized that I do not know how to ask for help. In fact, I am the strong one and have mastered the phrase, "don't worry, I got it." I have given to a point where I have seen many hospital beds—one hospital bed I almost didn't get out of.

Last week, I found myself in the hospital again, and I feel the urgency to make an extreme move to save me from myself. I have spent the last five years going inward, and I am at the precipice of a breakthrough.

But I need help. God and my ancestors told me NO MORE. And so I surrender, I listen, and I trust that my community will lean in and help me.

One of my teachers is offering me an opportunity that will transform my life. It is what I've been praying for, and my ancestors are guiding me to reach out to my tribe to get the support needed. For money shouldn't be a barrier to me receiving what I divinely need.

It is a trip to South Africa, where I will have the opportunity to explore, learn, grow, and connect deeper in my spirituality. The funds received will allow me to take this leap without hurting my finances. Or returning in unmanageable debit, potentially reversing all that I will gain on this trip.

I thank you, and in truth—may whatever you donate to me be returned to you tenfold.

Signed,

A Black Girl in Need of Change, aka, Kenya aka, Chinasa