There was a time when I had walls around me, a roof overhead, food on the stove, and bills paid on time. I was working in the legal field—researching cases, drafting motions, standing beside people who needed someone to speak up for them. It wasn’t just a job. It was purpose. I fell in love with advocacy, with the quiet power of helping people reclaim their rights, their dignity, their voices.
But life shifted, as it often does. The roof disappeared. Bills piled up. I went from helping others find justice… to needing it myself. Homelessness wasn’t just about losing shelter—it was losing stability, losing the routine of service I cherished. And yet, even in the darkest times, I never stopped giving. From a place of lack, I still found ways to help—to encourage, to counsel, to care.
Because giving isn’t about what’s in your bank account. It’s about what’s in your heart.
Now, I stand at a new chapter. I’m rebuilding not just my life, but my mission. I’m gathering strength to pursue legal action that protects vulnerable people from systemic harm. I’m reigniting the fire that once burned brightly in courtrooms and community spaces alike.
To keep going, I need help covering the bare essentials:
🏠 Rent: $650/month
📱 Phone: $65/month
🌐 Internet: $75/month
🥘 Food: $300/month
Just $1,090 each month can sustain me while I continue this work—giving back, standing up, and lighting the path for others who feel unseen.
If you’ve ever been down and felt someone lift you up—this is your chance to be that lifter. Your donation won’t just keep me going. It’ll keep the spirit of justice alive.
Even if you have little, know that it’s never too small to matter. Giving is what transforms suffering into solidarity.
🙏 Thank you for walking this journey with me. I still believe. And with your help, others will too.