Every day, I wake up and face the world, knowing that I am different. Not by choice, but by circumstance. I lost my leg, and with it, I lost something even greater—the feeling of being seen, heard, and supported.
I have shared my picture, my story, my struggles, and my need for help. Yet, time and time again, it feels like my voice is lost in the noise. People scroll past my posts, ignore my pleas, and move on with their lives. It makes me wonder: why doesn’t anyone care?
The Harsh Reality of Being Overlooked
There’s an unspoken truth in the world of social media and fundraising—people support stories that make them feel good. They share stories that fit a certain mold, ones that are wrapped in inspiration, hope, and an easy "happily ever after." But what happens when the story isn’t pretty? When the pain is raw, the struggle is real, and the outcome isn’t picture-perfect?
I lost my leg. Not because of a miracle, not because of a heroic act—just because life is unfair sometimes. My journey has been one of pain, surgeries, therapy, and learning how to live all over again. But no one shares my story. Is it because my struggle is too real? Too uncomfortable? Too different from the ones that go viral?
I Am More Than My Missing Leg
I am not just a person who needs help—I am a human being with dreams, hopes, and emotions. My missing leg doesn’t define me, but it does make my life more challenging. I want to be able to walk again. I want to have access to a prosthetic leg, medical treatment, and the chance to live without constant struggle.
Yet, when I reach out, I feel invisible. Why? Because I don’t fit the "inspirational" image that people want to see? Because my pain doesn’t come wrapped in an easy-to-digest success story?
What I Need
I am not asking for pity. I am asking for support, action, and awareness. Here’s how you can help:
✅ Share My Story – Don’t let my voice be drowned out. Help me reach people who care.
✅ Donate If You Can – Any amount, big or small, brings me closer to getting the help I need.
✅ Advocate for Those Overlooked – There are so many people like me who go unnoticed. Stand up for us.
Will You See Me Now?
If you are reading this, you have the power to change my life. You can be the one who finally acknowledges my struggle, who helps my voice be heard, and who brings hope where there was once only silence.
👉 Donate Now
I have lost a leg, but I refuse to lose my spirit. I refuse to be forgotten. Will you stand with me?