Illness, unfair dismissal, extreme poverty, constant panic
My Complete Story — Everything in One Place
Please Read and Share. My name is H. This is my last cry for help.
My name is H. I run a small blog called "This Is My Last Cry for Help" — and today I want to bring everything together in one single article, so you can understand my full story without having to search through multiple pages.
Please read to the end. And if you cannot help financially — please share. That alone could change everything.
🏥 How My Illness Destroyed Everything
Long before December 2025, I was already struggling with a serious medical condition. Like many people living paycheck to paycheck, I kept postponing treatment. Every month I told myself: "Next month I'll have enough to see a doctor properly." Next month never came.
My condition worsened silently. My energy declined. My ability to concentrate, to work, to simply function — all of it deteriorated. I pushed myself every single day, but my body was sending signals I could not afford to answer.
Eventually, my employer noticed. Instead of receiving support, I was suspended — then fired. I tried to fight my dismissal. I had a legitimate case. But justice costs money I did not have. I could not even afford the medical documents needed to defend myself. I lost everything without being able to say a single word in my defense.
📉 Since December 2025 — A Life in Freefall
Since losing my income, everything has collapsed at once :
- ❌ Zero income for months
- ❌ Rent unpaid — eviction is an imminent and real threat
- ❌ Unable to afford medication or continue medical follow-up
- ❌ Diagnosis still incomplete — I still don't fully know what is destroying my health
- ❌ No health insurance, no social coverage, no safety net
- ❌ Some days, I do not eat a single meal
- ❌ No family. No close friends. Completely alone.
The debt grows every single day. My landlord's patience has limits. Legal action for unpaid rent is a real possibility — and as someone with no resources, that prospect fills me with dread.
😰 The Permanent Panic That Is Killing Me
What people don't always understand about extreme poverty is the psychological toll it takes — and how that toll becomes physical.
I can feel myself getting weaker. More empty. More extinguished day by day.
It is a vicious circle I cannot break alone : poverty causes stress → stress worsens health → worse health deepens poverty.
🌍 A Painful Reality Most People Ignore
Many people ask : "Why not use GoFundMe?"
The answer is simple and painful : GoFundMe, GoGetFunding, and most major crowdfunding platforms do not accept users from Morocco. Not because my story isn't serious enough — but because of a simple geographic filter. An algorithm. A border that exists only in a database, but that closes doors built precisely for people like me.
This injustice adds to my panic every single day. I am excluded from the very tools designed to help people in my exact situation.
💙 What I Have Set Up Despite Everything
Despite all these obstacles, I found alternative solutions that work internationally :
✅ PayPal and Ko-fi accept international donations. Every share counts.
📋 My Commitment to You — Full Transparency
I understand that trust is everything. So I make these public commitments to every person who supports me :
✅ I will provide any proof or documentation upon request — medical documents, proof of situation, anything needed to confirm my reality
✅ I will post regular updates at every important milestone — first meal secured, medication bought, rent partially paid, medical appointment obtained
✅ Every time I receive a donation, I will publicly update my followers so they can see exactly where their help goes and how it changes my situation
✅ I will never disappear into silence — those who trust me deserve to know their gesture had a real impact
✅ My goal is not only to survive — it is also to one day give back what I have received, in one way or another
🙏 What I Am Asking You
I am not asking for a comfortable life. I am asking to eat. To heal. To keep a roof over my head. To have one chance to get back on my feet and live with dignity again.
- ✅ Eat — at least one proper meal per day
- ✅ Buy medication I urgently need
- ✅ Complete my medical diagnosis and begin real treatment
- ✅ Avoid eviction and its legal consequences
- ✅ Stabilize my situation enough to find work again
Every single euro or dollar matters. Even the smallest amount brings me one step closer to surviving this.
💬 Comments Are Open — Reach Out to Me
The comments section of this blog is open to everyone. You can leave a message, ask a question, request proof of my situation, or simply say hello. I personally read and respond to every single comment.
You can also reach me through my social media pages where I share regular updates. Just leave a comment requesting my contact details and I will respond personally.
You are not just donating to a cause — you are connecting with a real human being who will never forget your kindness.
💙 To help me :
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