Don’t Know If I’ll Ever Walk Again… But I’m Begging You Not to Let Me Lose Everything.”
I’ve always been the strong one. The one who shows up. The one who gives, even when I have nothing left to give.
I moved back to Fresno to care for my family—no complaints, no expectations. I did it out of love. Helping others gave me purpose.
But within one unbearable week…
I lost my mother. Then I lost my brother.
Back to back. No time to grieve. No breath between heartbreaks.
Just silence. Just pain. Just empty.
And then—I broke.
Not emotionally.
Literally.
An accident shattered my leg:
• My shin split in half
• My kneecap crushed
• My tibia broken in three places
I now have metal in my leg, screws holding me together, and pain I can’t describe.
I can’t walk. I can’t work. I can’t survive without help.
Now I’m facing homelessness while trying to recover from the unthinkable.
I’ve lost my family.
I’ve lost my ability to walk.
And now I’m about to lose the last place I have to call home—along with my family heirlooms, my keepsakes, my peace of mind.
Please—if you’ve ever known loss…
If you’ve ever loved someone so deeply it broke you to lose them…
If you’ve ever prayed for someone to care…
I’m praying right now that you’ll be that person for me.
Your donation—no matter the amount—could literally save my life.
I need $1,200 to cover just the basics:
– Rent and utilities
– Food and hygiene essentials
– Medical care and transportation to appointments
Even $5 makes a difference. Right now, it’s not about pride. It’s about survival.
Please help me hold on to the last pieces of my life.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. And thank you for helping someone who’s lost almost everything—but is still holding on to hope.
With all my heart,
Anna