I have never asked for anything in my entire life.
I’m a giver…I’ve always given without ever asking for anything in return, and that’s why… this… doing this for myself is hard. Very hard.
Asking for something, asking for help… very hard.
But here I am.
My story begins in 2011. After a terrible flood in my area, my girlfriend and I decided to leave everything behind and build something in her country.
We left with very little money in our pockets. We loaded what we had into the car, our dog, and we left without looking back.
I had to leave my parents behind, hoping to see them as often as possible.
After six months of difficult searching and hard work, I managed to open a small shop, immediately loved by the locals in that city: a little grocery store with traditional products from my homeland.
It was going so well that in 2014, after countless requests from customers and my girlfriend (as it was her dream), I convinced myself, went to the bank, and asked for a loan to open a restaurant that would be one with the shop.
I committed myself to the bank in a country and a language I didn’t know, because I was sure of my support…my partner.
Unfortunately, three months after opening the restaurant, in 2015, I discovered that my girlfriend was cheating on me with the chef in my kitchen.
In one day, I lost both her and the chef. Looking back as I write this, I smile…but at the time, it was tragic. I found myself alone with a mortgage to pay, employees, and a job that had me working 6 days a week and on weekends up to 18–20 hours a day, with a dog to care for… but I would never give up.
As if that weren’t enough, I started feeling unwell: a violent cough, sleepless nights, heavy sweating, risking my life, because the doctor gave me the wrong medication without even examining me: “Ventolin,” because he thought I had asthma. He didn’t tell me it should be taken only once a day, and I took it five times in an hour… risking a heart attack…my hearth was racing like hell.
Thanks to a colleague, I discovered bioresonance—a method based on frequencies. Through that method, I discovered I had contracted Legionella. It saved my life. From that moment on, bioresonance became the only way I trusted to take care of myself, after traditional medicine had betrayed me.
A quick note: since I was 16, I’ve suffered from tremors in my hands and arms. The doctor told me that after I turned 40, I would have to take medication to try to block it—but I’ll come back to this later.
Going back to the day I lost those two people: I closed the restaurant for 24 hours. I had to think. I decided to completely redo the menu (a huge risk) and step into the kitchen (I wasn’t a chef)—but at least temporarily, it was the only option.
From 2015 to 2020, I never left the kitchen again. I had several second chefs, but I couldn’t take the risk anymore. From 2015 to 2020, I saw everything: employees stealing money from the register, people showing up to work drunk, people not showing up on Sundays with every table reserved, times when I ended up cooking, washing dishes, serving (very difficult for me with my hands), taking orders… but I never gave up.
In 2019, I decided to take out another loan. I needed to raise the level of my staff because I couldn’t go on like that. I hired “trusted” people, but they cost a lot more because I had to bring them away from jobs they already had. This time the loan was larger, more demanding, but I always thought only a pandemic could stop me… and a few months later, it arrived…
Many restaurants in my city, overwhelmed by expenses, shut down—bankruptcy. Some sold their homes. Some even put plates and knives up for sale online to pay their debts. I tried to hang on, but the owner of the restaurant premises didn’t do much to help me, while others were lucky enough to sign rent-free agreements for at least a year. I got only two months. The cherry on top? With Legionella and Covid possibility of death was 90%…for months I lived thinking that I would not see my parents again…luckily thanks to bioresonance I managed to put Legionella to sleep just 1 month before catching Covid in December 2021.
Nine years of hard work vanished in seven months of Covid.
On top of that, fully aware of the situation, the chef who worked with me in the kitchen, the “trusted” one…tried to take the restaurant for free by speaking directly with the property owner. My lawyer saved me at the last moment, but I couldn’t do anything anymore. Either I closed, or I “sold off” the restaurant to my cook, who made me a very low offer, knowing I wouldn’t get another one. I accepted with a heavy heart, thinking I would somehow manage.
But that wasn’t what happened.
What happened from 2020 to 2022 is hard for me to talk about, things that don’t even happen in movies. All I can say is that instead of thinking about myself and my debts, I ended up in a relationship where I literally saved the lives of two people. I saved the life of her parent, and I saved her house (the walls were full of gas, it had become a bomb, and the gas technicians couldn’t explain how that house was still standing). If I hadn’t been there, two people would have died at two different times, the parent would have lost everything, and the house would have exploded with everyone inside.
I may sound mystical, but I know someone led me there.
But those same people, on an ordinary day, threw me out of the house because I was no longer “good enough” for one of them. Overwhelmed by despair, I returned to my home country and fell into a deep depression for at least two years.
Now I’m trying to rise again.
A few months ago, two people I helped with some work gave me a great gift: after seeing me (with my tremor) and hearing my story, they decided to advance the money so I could buy a bioresonance machine, so I could use it to calm my tremor. It was a loan, and every month I’m paying it back, but it’s an expensive machine.
But I’m me :)) and instead of using it only for myself, I started helping everyone I can. To this day, about 90% of the results have been positive, on who I tested, but I’m not a doctor: I can’t diagnose and I can’t cure. So I decided to study and earn a certificate as a naturopathic practitioner, because I want to help as many people as possible.
All the good that has been given to me, I want to multiply it for everyone I will meet.
This is my current situation:
My debt to the bank doesn’t allow me to have a car. Since 2022, I haven’t had one, and because of that I only leave home to buy groceries once a week. I spend all my time doing small online jobs (I can’t do more because of my tremor) and studying to open my practice.
I also have the debt for the bioresonance machine.
Talking about figures makes no sense, I don’t see it as respectful toward you, because they’re too high. I owe the bank hundreds of thousands of euros, courts, and more… but I’m not giving up.
I know that somehow I can get out of this. My focus right now is to stay alive to help as many people as possible. I know this is my path.
If you’ve made it this far, you’ve already given me so much “your time” and I’m infinitely grateful.
I’ve never asked anything of anyone, and I’ve never asked for money in any crowdfunding, because doing it so openly would have thrown me back into depression. It would have felt like a defeat.
I decided to try here, instinctively, I feel here I can, by keeping my privacy, so today I chose to tell my story.
The last thing I want to tell you is that I will dedicate all donations to one purpose:
to help as many people as possible.
Even if nothing comes in, I will NEVER stop.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
You can send your donations here:
https://paypal.me/noize940