To help Pickle un-hoard their home

You can call me Pickle, and I'm here to humbly ask for your help to save me. This is humiliating to admit, but my apartment is hoarded. Like that TV show. Mental illness and long covid have taken their toll on me, and the situation is far, FAR beyond the scope of what I can now take care of myself. I need help. That's always so hard to admit, but it's the truth. I need help, and there's a hoarding specialist company ready to help me if I can raise the required funds. I'm attaching some more photos to prove to you that this is not a luxury expense. For my health and my sanity, please consider donating, and even if you can't, please pass this page on to whoever you can. I'm in desperate need and I don't know what else to do.