I’m reaching out to share something deeply personal and to ask for support during one of the most challenging times of my life. Over the past weeks, months, and years events have unfolded that I never imagined I’d face, each one compounding the last until I found myself standing in a place I could no longer navigate alone. What follows is the story of what I’ve been walking through, piece by piece, and why I’m reaching out to all of you now in hopes of finding the support I can’t find alone.

On January 10, 2023, my life changed forever when my mother, whom I had cared for over 15 years, passed away. Losing her sent me into a deep depression. I stopped taking care of myself and began drinking heavily. Later that year, in October, I found a lump in my left breast. I got a mammogram, it appeared to be a mass, so I scheduled a biopsy. In early December, I learned, through the biopsy technician not my doctors, that I had triple negative breast cancer. She delivered the news harshly, telling me there was no cure and that I would need chemotherapy and radiation and would lose all my hair.

I followed every instruction and, thankfully, had caught it early. On December 21, 2023, my oncologist and I agreed to remove the tumor first. After surgery, the surgeon told me the biopsy technician had been wrong: it wasn’t triple negative but hormone positive. On February 26, 2024, I began five weeks of radiation.

Shortly after radiation ended I was prescribed tamoxifen, which immediately pushed me into menopause. The physical and emotional toll was overwhelming and deeply affected my mental health and relationship, but my fiancé and I pushed through together. Then my oncologist stopped accepting my insurance, and I had to find a new one. The next oncologist took me off tamoxifen, saying I was 95% clear and he never followed up after.

In early 2025, I felt a new lump on my right side, but life stress, moving, insurance issues, and finding another oncologist because of the move, this all delayed me from getting it checked earlier on. By August, I feared the cancer had returned. After repeatedly requesting a mammogram, I finally received one on October 28, 2025. Another mass was found, and a biopsy in November showed triple negative cancer again. Because of my previous misdiagnosis, this left me confused and frustrated.

My new third oncologist ordered bloodwork, a PET scan, and a surgical consultation. On February 2, 2026, I learned I carry the BRCA1 gene. On February 16, I had surgery to remove the tumor and lymph nodes. This time, the cancer had reached my first lymph node, and my pathology came back as stage 2A triple negative breast cancer.

For nearly three months before and after surgery, I tried contacting my oncologist with no response. I eventually discovered he had changed his number without notifying me. When I finally reached him on March 3, he told me I now needed chemotherapy, radiation, a full mastectomy, and ovary removal, despite never mentioning these recommendations before my lumpectomy. This pushed me to seek a second opinion.

After extensive research, we found Oasis of Healing in Mesa, Arizona. Their approach focuses not only on treating cancer but understanding its root causes, supporting the whole body, and preventing recurrence. They provide individualized care, low dose chemotherapy, nutritional support, continuous testing, and close monitoring. They treat only 13 patients at a time, ensuring one on one attention and compassionate care.

I am doing my best to stay positive and focus on my health, but the reality of mounting bills and the need for specialized care is overwhelming. Treatment at Oasis of Healing comes with significant out of pocket costs, including medical care, travel, lodging, and follow-ups.

The funds raised here will help cover my medical care and bills, living costs, travel and lodging for treatment, and the support of a caregiver. These expenses are more than I can manage alone, and your help will allow me to focus on healing. Every contribution, no matter the size, will make a real difference in my ability to get through this challenging time. This journey is ongoing, but I am moving forward with strength and clarity.

I am asking for help so I can focus on healing without fear of financial ruin. Your support, whether through a donation, a share, or a prayer means more than I can express. Thank you with all my heart for being part of my journey and fight. Your kindness and encouragement give me hope and strength to keep moving forward.