Help me fight round three of Triple Negative Breast Cancer!

Unfortunately, I’m back here asking for support. Some of you may remember me from 2020 when I was first diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer and the BRCA 1 genetic mutation. Then again in 2021 for a recurrence. I was lucky enough to get 2 years of remission before finding out on 10/1/2024 that this horrible disease has come back with a vengeance, and I need help.

During my two years in remission, I thrived! I went through schooling, got into the medical field, and pushed myself over some of the biggest hurdles I thought were impossible. I worked full-time, I was actively making memories with my family and friends, and most importantly, I was happy. I was genuinely thriving and happy.

On September 1st, I had a medical event that put me out of work, one month before finding out this nightmare has returned. Therefore, I’ve been unemployed for over 2 months.

I loved my job! I dedicated myself to be passionate towards everyone I met and their needs, helping them to my absolute best ability. Many were cancer patients whom I bonded so deeply with. Not being able to work anymore has affected me deeply emotionally and mentally. It’s for sure thrown me into a depression I can’t shake.

I’m very much a pay-it-forward person, so asking for help is hard for me. My bills are piling up, and I’ve started payment arrangements. I’m open to any resources anyone may have! I’m reaching back out to my amazing community for help. Any little amount helps! Grocery cards, gas cards, and gift cards are also welcome for people that don’t feel comfortable donating money.

I also have Venmo, Cashapp, PayPal, and Facebook Pay.

If you’re unable to help financially, I ask that you please share this. Send love, prayers, positivity, whatever you believe in! The appointments have already started rolling in multiple days a week. I’m due for my first surgery next week.

“You are no longer curable. This is metastatic, and you will have to be in treatment for the rest of your life.” I keep replaying that in my head. I cry. A lot. I’m not ready to leave my babies or this world. I want to fight until I simply cannot fight anymore. I can’t do this alone though, and I’ve come to terms with that. If there’s any possible way for whomever is reading this to help my family and myself, we will be so grateful.

I also plan on utilizing my craft supplies, and for every person that donates, I will put their name in a bag and once a week do a drawing for a winner. I do acrylic pours that are pretty cool. My kids and I make keychains and bracelets. Whatever it is, it will be made with love and from the heart.