Hi, I’m Erika — a content marketing consultant, writer, and proud mom to two bulldogs and two rescue cats in California.
On Halloween, I got the call no one wants: I have invasive breast cancer.
What started as months of unexplained hives and exhaustion led me to finally schedule a long-overdue screening mammogram. That test revealed something completely unexpected — and life-altering. I'm still waiting on the full pathology report from my biopsy, but what I know already is this: surgery is the next step. And it’s a big one.
Why I’m Asking for Help — Even Though It’s Hard
I’m used to being the one supporting others — not the one asking for help. But right now, I truly need your help to get through this.
I’ve had to pause my consulting work indefinitely. My role as a fractional content marketing leader depends on strategic planning, deadlines, and availability — none of which I can commit to with what’s ahead. I’m juggling medical appointments, many booked last-minute, as I navigate this diagnosis and prepare for surgery. I can't focus. I can't plan. And, realistically, I can't work.
To make matters harder, my insurance is increasing for 2026 (possibly doubling, depending on any Federal credits). I'll be facing a $5,000 deductible, up to $8k out of pocket per year, and $50-$100 prescription co-pays — while having no income coming in.
What Your Support Will Help Cover
If you’re able to donate — or share this campaign — here’s what your support will help me afford:
- Out-of-pocket medical expenses — including surgeries, treatments, and medications
- Transportation to and from appointments — since I don’t drive
- Mortgage and living expenses — while I’m unable to work
- ♀️ Holistic care — like acupuncture and massage to support recovery
- Allergy-safe meal delivery — to help me stay nourished without the stress of cooking (a meal train isn’t viable due to my multiple food allergies)
This isn’t about extras — it’s about making it possible for me to focus on healing without financial panic.
Why It Matters
If you know me, you know I’m not one to ask for help. But this is bigger than me — and I’m learning that asking is a form of strength.
Your donation, your share, your kind words — they all help. They remind me I’m not alone in this. They give me room to breathe. And they bring me one step closer to recovery.
Thank you for reading, thank you for caring, and thank you for being part of my healing journey.
With gratitude,
Erika