But it turns out that my journey wasn’t quite over.
Late summer after the finalization of my divorce and months after my cancer free report, I suffered a catatonic mental breakdown, and I barely spoke, ate, or moved from bed for several months. With help from the specialists here, we discovered that the events of this year had caused a physical head trauma. My brain was sending false signals of excruciating pain, and my brain’s ability to process stress and emotion was functioning at just 8%.
With some brain wave therapy, I have made some huge strides and consider myself extremely lucky to have found the help I did. (Again, able to afford it with the money you gave!) But all of this took a tremendous toll on my body, and some of the cancer has grown back.
We are confident that the same cancer treatments as before will yield the same amazing results, and I’m calling on you for some help once again, as they’re not covered by my insurance.
It pains me to ask again for money, but I ask as Moses did when he needed water, and he spoke to the rock; as the friend banging on his neighbor’s door asking for bread in the night. Not because I am entitled to your help, but because I desperately need it.
I believe my story is far from over, and I just need a little more to get through to the other side. I love you, and thank you for being heroes in my story.
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