I don't really know what I'm doing or exactly what to say but I'm trying to save my home and fix my health before its too late so, here's my story.

My name is Jen. I've lived my life up to this point trying to be my very best, like most people have I assume. I have my struggles and bad decisions like everyone and I'll admit it, but I do try my hardest at this thing called life. If you know me personally then you would know asking for help is one of the scariest things of my life. I've always been an independent "I don't know how but I'll find a way" type for as long as I can remember. I've spent a lot of time doing what I can but never wanting or expecting anything in return. I convinced myself when I was young that the only way things got better was if I did everything on my own. That I could have the life I want if I worked hard enough by myself for it. I didn't have the greatest childhood but there were people who made it better, some of whom I still care for to this day. I'm slowly realizing that asking for help isn't always a bad thing and the worse outcome is no, which I have also experienced and understand.

15 years

January 1st, 2026 I thought I was in a stable financial spot to get health insurance so I could finally start the process of getting my female medical condition(s) diagnosed, boy was I wrong. I've been struggling with a female medical condition for 15 years, unknown, undiagnosed. For as long as I can remember every month my menstrual cycle has literally been the death of me. It's a lot to manage, I won't go into details because it's hard to explain something that you yourself don't understand, but I've been dealing with it to the best of my ability. Everyone always says “you're the only one who controls your health so always remember to take care of yourself.” I've started the process of getting it figured out but like all medical conditions eventually, it's been taking a pretty big toll on my life, especially financially.

I have animals that I deeply care about, family/friends who are helping how they can, and an exceptional boyfriend who constantly tells me everything will work out, this process is the best thing for you, and I love you. We're both working full time jobs just trying to make ends meet. My job doesn't offer paid medical leave so every appointment, sick day, consultation etc., during work hours that I use seems to always be the difference between food or bills every paycheck. So now I spend my days anxiously debating on if my health is worth losing everything I have because that's what I feel this process is going to do.

I'm already so behind financially because of this and it's still the beginning. My next step in the process is surgery. The first surgery is just for diagnosis to try and figure out what's going on and what can be done to help. This means I will be off work, unpaid, for a full week and it's only the first step. I'm only at what feels like the beginning of this process and now it's going to cause me to lose my home

I know everyone is struggling in their own lives and again I'm not one to ask but I need help. I've tried loans, budgeting to the bare minimum, skipping normal life events that I enjoy but are financial hinders (hanging out with friends, hobbies, the little things, etc.), and picking what essentials I can go without because other things are more important. I've tried everything and I've exhausted all of my options and myself.

Donations will be used to pay bills, get essentials, (like actual groceries) pay for the medicines and procedures I need now/will need throughout this process. They will be used to get back on track so I can actually be here with the people and things I love but most importantly to fix my health that I've been too scared to get help with.

Anything, even if you think it's small, will make a big difference and I guarantee will be life changing for me. If you know me and want to help and you can't donate but think you can help another way, reach out. Rent alone is $850 and I barely make that every 2 weeks with a full paycheck and now my paychecks are docked with unpaid time. Thank you for reading my story and for your help and consideration.