I'll never forget the day I hit rock bottom. Stage 4 cancer, addiction, and a sea of medical bills had left me with nothing but a faint glimmer of hope. I was evicted from my home, my car was repossessed, and I was forced to move in with friends and family, feeling like a burden to those I loved. The trauma and stress of it all I’ll never forget the day I hit rock bottom. Stage 4 cancer, addiction, and a pile of medical bills left me with almost nothing. I was evicted, my car was repossessed, and I had to move in with friends and family, feeling like a burden. The stress and trauma sent me into a deep depression and anxiety, making it hard to get out of bed or even face the day. But somehow, in that dark place, I found a small spark of strength I didn’t know I had. It wasn’t easy, but that’s when I realized I could still fight to turn things around.