This, like in this picture, is how it feels inside, to be holding on with every fibre, with no safety net to crumble onto.
Less than 12 months ago I opened a fundraiser that I distributed mostly amongst my network of friends. That was to recover financially from the multiple out-of-pocket expenses that went to treat a Squamous Cell Carcinoma (SCC) posed on my neck taking muscle, lymphatic glands and vein with it. That was the third of three, the one after the one that struck my bowels.
By today I’ve recovered from my fourth, another SCC on my right scapula. I put it to test, and it works. However, more scans are yet to come to check the insides.
Matters have just become even more difficult for me as I have taken on full care of my mother, which includes housing, travelling costs, maintenance and visa fees (that exceed the 6K mark!). This was not exactly a rational decision, but more so a desperate one as life at the place we come from has gone infra-human.
This is why, with a bit of shame and a lot of hope, I open this fundraiser so I can keep holding on, for my mum, for my daughter my friends and to everyone who I can help in the ways I’ve always endeavoured to.
As and end note, I know this post will reach some of my dearest colleagues, beloved friends and siblings in life who I haven’t been in much contact with lately. To them I say I know my silence feels like rejection, but I need to re-centre without a compass and walk on without a map, so it might take me a while.
PS: I'll set to reach my goal by the 11th of March, my birthday (hint!)
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