My life was forever altered on April 30, 2022, when a traumatic accident left me battered and broken. Disfigured and found myself alone to deal with the aftermath. Since then, I’ve embarked on a relentless journey of nights hoping for survival, navigating a maze of daily, constant physical pain, emotional turmoil, and financial strain. As I grapple with the aftermath of my ordeal without “my person” because it was too much to endure, I find myself at a crossroads, seeking a lifeline to help me weather the storm and rebuild what was lost. The Accident thrust me into a nightmare from which I’ve yet to awaken. The accident left me with crushed facial bones and a shattered sense of security, plunging me into a whirlwind of daily pain and uncertainty. The trauma has caused chronic viral oral thrush, I can only explain the pain as everything I try to eat or drink feels like a chemical burn, I have chronic blistering in my mouth exasperated by stress, this has now led to complication from severe malnutrition and deficiencies, everything I put in my mouth is met with pain that is often unbearable. To add to this, after what was a simple procedure uncovered the early stages of uterine cancer, I have to have surgery but my blood levels do not support the surgery just yet. I’m schedule to start next round of IV infusions for my Aplastia on May 14, in hopes of getting my levels high enough to have surgery. In facing yet another obstacle each surgery and medical intervention, the mounting bills and lost wages only added to my burden, threatening to engulf me in a sea of debt and despair. Now facing the grueling journey of recovery, enduring countless surgeries and medical procedures to mend my broken body, finding myself in a very dark and deep depression that I somehow am finding a way to slowly crawl out of. Yet, despite the physical pain and emotional anguish, I’m still struggling to cling to hope, trying my best to emerge stronger from the crucible of adversity. However, the journey or crossroads has been fraught with obstacles, from depleted financial resources to unforeseen health complications that are only adding to my struggles. The toll of medical expenses and lost income has left me teetering on the brink of financial ruin, with mounting bills and debts threatening to upend my life. Despite my best efforts to stay afloat, I find myself drowning in a sea of uncertainty, unsure of how to navigate the choppy waters ahead. With each passing day, the weight of my financial burden grows heavier, casting a shadow over my already troubled existence. I’m currently 5 mos. behind on my mortgage (a little over $12,000 and two months behind on my vehicle and utilities) I am literally facing homelessness. Beyond the physical and financial toll, the emotional aftermath of the accident has taken its toll on my mental well-being. The loss of my spouse (this became too much to handle, so much for “in sickness and in health”), coupled with the isolation and loneliness that followed, has left me in a shell of a person I don”t recognize, a once outgoing, hardworking, social person I find myself locked, isolated in my house and avoiding or fearing contact, becoming an introvert.. In all the darkness, I found a speck of light in doing art (a past passion & hobby), it helps emotionally but also keeping the muscles in my hands from freezing up (an added complication that we have yet to figure out). I am currently seeing 9 different specialist, the trauma severely affected my ongoing battle with Aplastic Anemia that I had under control prior to accident.As I stand on the precipice of uncertainty, I find myself reaching out for a lifeline, a glimmer of hope to help me through this storm. I humbly ask for your assistance in a journey of unknowns, any support you can offer to help me rebuild my shattered life would be appreciated beyond measures. Whether it’s a helping hand, a kind word or words of encouragement, suggestions and or resources, or a small donation, your generosity can make all the difference in helping me reclaim my sense of dignity and purpose.
I have always been very strong, emotionally, mentally and physically, I made my way through life on survival mode, created a life I was proud of despite certain things. So itS difficult to admit it’s tough not to surrender to despair. With your support, Imay have a chance to rise above the ashes of my shattered life and rebuild an extension of what it once was with hope possibilities. Thank you for standing with me on this journey of survival, and for at least taking the time to read my story for now, hoping for a new chapter soon. I need to say, I have never reached out for help before, in my 52 years this was the first time I ever applied for unemployment, that has since been maxed out, Ive never relied on the system or anyone else so this is extremely hard to do, I am currently looking to start an online business utilizing AI and incorporating it in my artwork but its a slow process with the amount of Dr. appointments and hospital stays, but my priority is to reclaim my independence, financial security and my damn life regardless of anyone who couldn’t handle the obstacles thrown , they are just temporary, I can’t let this define the person I know I am supposed to be.
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Thank You Again!