Hi, my name is Tracey.

I want to begin by saying that this is the most important request for help I have ever made, directly from my heart.

I need help urgently, with medical procedures and treatments that could give me a chance at remission. It’s not too late for me, but I cannot do this alone.

Over the years I’ve been diagnosed with Hashimoto’s disease, hypothyroidism, Type 2 diabetes, hydrocephalus, C-PTSD, and now full-body CRPS — Complex Regional Pain Syndrome — often referred to as “the suicide disease” because of the unbearable level of pain it can cause.

My life right now is constant pain, 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, along with severe symptoms and sensitivities that make even simple things difficult. Certain types of clothing or even a soft breeze can bring pain.

But I want to make something very clear: I am not giving up. I have no intention of harming myself. I want to fight and keep going.

What is crushing my mother and I is the financial reality of my illnesses. The treatments and care needed to keep fighting come with costs we simply cannot keep up with.

Right now it’s just my mother and I. She is almost 80 years old, and we are living paycheck to paycheck while trying to manage my health and hold our lives together.

We have also experienced heartbreaking loss. First we lost my father. As my health declined, I lost my career. Then in 2024 something devastating happened — I found my younger brother deceased in our home from a heart aneurysm. He was my world.

Losing him shattered both my mother and I, but we are holding onto each other and trying to stay strong.

I want to keep fighting — for my mother, myself, and in honor of my father and brother. My mom deserves a healthier, stronger daughter beside her, and I want to be that person again.

We live in a home that is in serious disrepair. As I write this, we currently have no water heater, and it is often difficult to even prepare healthy meals. The land has some value, but the home itself is aging and constantly breaking down.

Between repairs, medical costs, and basic day-to-day survival, the weight of everything has become overwhelming.

I’m asking for help because I truly don’t know another way forward right now.

If you are able to help in any way, please know it would mean more than I could ever put into words. Your kindness could help me keep fighting, keep standing, and keep believing that a better day is still possible.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story and for caring.

— Tracey Wilkinson.