Right now, my daily life is focused on survival rather than healing. I am managing multiple chronic and serious medical conditions, including Crohn’s disease, Barrett’s esophagus, terminal ileitis, and complications from previously removed cancerous tumors in my throat. I am also a survivor of blood poisoning. I had a PICC line put in my heart when I was 14 because my appendix ruptured, and now my immune system is compromised, so I get sick very easily. I was unable to complete my follow‑up care due to losing my job, and now new growths have appeared that urgently need to be examined. I also need dental care as, sadly, one of the growths is on the inside of my mouth on my gums. I also have a tooth that needs to be pulled, and I definitely can't afford to replace it. I can only chew on one side of my mouth without hitting an exposed nerve or the growth and just crying.

Alongside my physical health, I am also struggling mentally and emotionally. I am on the autism spectrum and still learning how to navigate adulthood, healthcare, and finances on my own. The stress of untreated medical issues, combined with losing family support and not being able to afford therapy or psychiatric care, has taken a serious toll on my mental health. I have had the loudest suicidal thoughts I've ever had, and it's scary. I want to live, but I am in so much pain it would be easier to give up.

I am also caring for my 13‑year‑old dog, Zora, who has a heart murmur and dwarfism. She has been my constant companion and emotional support through everything, and she needs vet care that I simply cannot afford right now. Receiving help would allow me to finally get the medical testing I desperately need, resume mental health care, and make sure Zora gets the treatment she deserves. More than anything, this support would give me stability, safety, and the chance to heal instead of constantly worrying about what might happen next. Any help means more than I can put into words. I would cry tears of joy just to know my sweet little pitbull could live a few more years. She has a heart murmur, and if she gets heartworms again, she'll pass away.

My mom and dad have cut contact with me, and I've been forced to move out because I'm a financial burden medically. I lost my job the week of Christmas, and buying food for my Crohn's disease is hard. Plus, my dog is older and just another list of problems to pay for to them. Thank you for reading and considering supporting us. I don't know who else to turn to. I have great friends, but they live paycheck to paycheck, and my family has closed their doors to me. I feel so useless, and the last thing I ever wanted was to ask for help, but please help us. I am begging you. I don't want to give up. I'm 23, and I've honestly come from a broken home where fighting for my life was the regular, and I want to know what it's like to be happy and free like everyone else. Thank you again, and God bless you all.

Edit: I wanted to clarify that there is a $20,000 to $65,000 experimental surgery to cure my terminal ileitis. That is the only reason the goal is so high. The rest of the money will go directly to finding a cancer specialist for myself so I can get the growths examined and removed if they are cancerous or cysts, finding either an autism therapist or a patient psychiatrist who specializes in mental disabilities, but my first priority is a pitbull specialist for Zora and her regular vet appointments until I can find a new career. I'm lucky enough to have a kind friend letting me use the guest bedroom with Zora until we figure something out. If this even gets $1,000, I would cry and consider this a success and a huge breath of relief. I hope God is listening. I need him now more than ever.