No one should ever have to watch their parent struggle to survive — not just because of illness, but also because of crushing debt.

But this is my reality, every single day, since 2022.

My father was diagnosed with Kaposi’s sarcoma, an aggressive and painful form of skin cancer. And this disease hit him after years of stress, worry, and sacrifice. He worked his entire life for us, pushing through exhaustion with every last ounce of strength he had… but life never gave him a break. Now, instead of spending his later years in peace, he is fighting both cancer and debt.

I tried to protect him. I wanted to carry the burden myself — but I only made things worse. Sadly, even before his illness, we had taken out loans and credit just to keep our family afloat. By the time the diagnosis came, we were already drowning in debt. And today, I’m suffocating.

Our monthly debts have reached over €4,000. These are loans that have doubled, tripled, and now we owe ten times more than what we borrowed.

My dad no longer sleeps peacefully. He wakes up in the middle of the night, sweating, thinking about money. His body is in pain, but the emotional pain is even greater — the feeling that he can no longer help us, and now we are the ones who have to help him.

His treatment costs more than €500 every month, money we no longer have. His entire salary goes straight to paying debt. And beyond the cancer that’s weakening his body, it’s the stress and debt that are slowly breaking him. We feel trapped in a nightmare we can’t escape.

The house is up for sale — a desperate last attempt — but no one comes to see it. We have no one else to ask, nowhere else to turn. We feel ashamed, afraid, and nostalgic for just one day without fear.

All I want is to free my dad from this stress. To see him breathe without panic. To know that tomorrow there won’t be another bill, another call, another demand. I want him to live. I want him healthy. I want to hold his hand and say:

“It’s okay now, Dad. You’ve been through enough. Now it’s our turn to save you.”

That’s why I’m asking for your help. Please.

Any donation, no matter how small, is a step toward healing. A step toward the peace my father deserves.

Your support will go toward:

• Monthly cancer treatments (€500+ per month)
• Paying off the debts that are suffocating us (€4,000/month)
• Giving my father a real chance to live without fear or shame

If you can’t donate, please share. Maybe this message will reach someone who can help.

Maybe a kind soul will choose to be our miracle.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading this.

I’m just a child crying out in pain — and I can’t bear to lose my father.