I’m going to give up on the gofundme page and close it the end of the month. I feel like I’m not charismatic enough, or sad enough, or freaked out enough to get some real help with all my medical bills. Or maybe not desperate enough. I know that can’t be true, or if it is it can’t be something that matters. Being sicker than normal for November and January didn’t help anything either. Maybe I picked the wrong time to try it.
Thank you to the few people who did contribute. I’m grateful. Every little bit does help but at the same time it only helps so much. I have no idea what’ll I’ll end up with after gofundme gets their fees. I also appreciate the people who shared my store by sharing the link to the page.
As my anxiety problems seem to be increasing, it doesn’t help that either. (That’s not to say I check the site or something.) I might try the youcaring site in a month or two, or something. Or maybe I can wait out the hospital bills just going away. What do I need my credit for anyways? I’m just a sick person who’s applied for disability. Yup, I’ve also officially filed for Social Security Disability.
I’m going to keep plodding on and hope that things get better this year. My news year’s resolutions this year are to avoid the ER and to not be diagnosed with any more chronic diseases. I hope I can actually avoid the ER for an entire 12 months. Well, I say hope, but I’m not sure hope is the right word. I still have a very odd relationship with hope. After three years of health problems, finance problems, and just life not being all that great, there is got to be a break. Something has to give at some point. Right? It’s amazing how much life can change in six months, let alone three years. Three years of declining health also sets you up for a long road of recovery. On top of that, I have no idea how much recovery I can manage since multiple sclerosis means deteriorating health.
And, if you’ve pulled up my blog and read this page? Thank you again.