Tag: financial hardship

Falling Through the Cracks

For the past year and a half, rising grocery prices have made balancing my budget increasingly difficult. I have tried buying less, choosing cheaper products, and watching for sales, but there is only so much anyone can cut from necessities. As food consumed more of my budget, less remained for medication, utilities, and other essential expenses.

On August 12, 2026, I learned that ComEd was preparing to disconnect my electricity. My account balance was $804.74, and I needed to pay $459.33 by the following day to prevent the shutoff.

ComEd offered me a deferred payment arrangement, but it required approximately $250 upfront. I did not have it. At the time, I had only $12.50 in cash, which I was saving for medication. Giving that money to ComEd would not have prevented the shutoff and would have left me unable to purchase my medication.

I contacted LIHEAP but was told my income was too high to qualify. This placed me in a frustrating gap: I did not have enough money to keep my electricity connected, yet I supposedly had too much income to receive assistance.

Over the next day, I contacted local government offices, community organizations, charities, senior services, regional nonprofits, and the Illinois Commerce Commission. I encountered waiting lists, paused programs, geographic restrictions, unaffordable payment requirements, delayed assistance, and referrals to programs I had already tried.

By the evening of August 12, I began preparing to lose electricity. I charged my phone, considered which household systems might continue working, and worried about losing the food in my refrigerator and freezer. Rising grocery prices had helped create the financial crisis, and a shutoff could have caused me to lose food I could not afford to replace.

During the crisis, I reached out to my church community. On the morning of August 13, my church made a $460 payment directly to ComEd—slightly more than the amount required to prevent disconnection.

The institution that provided immediate help was not the utility company, a government program, the state regulator, or one of the large social-service organizations I contacted. It was my church community.

My electricity crisis did not develop overnight. It was the result of basic expenses gradually increasing until a budget that once worked no longer did. Having an income on paper does not mean having hundreds of dollars available during an emergency.

I am profoundly grateful that my church listened and acted. At the same time, no one’s ability to keep the lights on—and protect the food they struggled to afford—should depend upon whether they belong to a community capable of producing hundreds of dollars overnight.

Committed to Students, No Matter What

For as long as I can remember, giving back has been a core part of who I am. It’s not about recognition or prestige—it’s about believing in the possibility of someone else’s future and doing my part to help it unfold.

For many years, I sponsored children in the Philippines through Children International. Each letter, each photo, each update reminded me of the real lives impacted by consistent, personal support. I cherished those relationships. But due to financial hardship, I had to make the painful decision to stop. That choice still weighs heavily on me, not because I regret helping, but because I couldn’t keep going the way I had hoped.

Even as my own circumstances shifted, my desire to invest in the next generation never faded. That’s why I launched a local scholarship for high school students in the U-46 School District. I started it before I was let go from my student teaching position. At first, I assumed it would be a one-time gift—my final gesture before moving on. But the students changed that for me.

Despite everything, I do not blame the students for what happened. I am frustrated with the district and its decision-making, but my heart still lies with the young people I had the privilege of working with. Their dreams, struggles, and resilience moved me. They deserve opportunities to thrive, and I still want to be part of that.

So, I made a decision: I would continue the scholarship, even if it meant asking for help. Due to my financial constraints, I’ve launched a fundraiser to sustain the scholarship through Bold.org. If you believe in education, equity, and giving students a chance to succeed, I invite you to contribute:

👉 bold.org/funds/katherine-walter-anthropology-scholarship-fundraiser/

This fund supports high school students with a passion for anthropology and the social sciences—fields that help us understand each other more deeply and build a more just world. Supporting this scholarship is an act of hope in a time when many feel hopeless.

Philanthropy isn’t just something you do when you’re comfortable. Sometimes, it’s something you keep doing even when it hurts—because you know what it means to be on the edge and still reach out a hand.

Thank you for walking this path with me.

The Challenges of Funding a Passion Project

There’s something both thrilling and terrifying about trying to bring a dream to life—especially when that dream involves starting your own business. For me, it’s a deeply personal and creative endeavor, one rooted in storytelling, artistry, and adult-themed gaming content. I’ve spent years imagining what this project could become. I’ve laid out sourcebooks, sketched out mechanics, worldbuilding lore, and even envisioned the types of illustrations that would bring it all to life. But as with so many creative projects, the vision is the easy part. The real challenge? Funding.

Starting a business from scratch isn’t just about passion. It’s about resources. And when you’re bootstrapping, every decision becomes a balance between what’s necessary and what’s possible. I’ve had to navigate not only the costs of creating a product—writing, editing, illustration, marketing—but also the costs of forming the business itself: registration fees, professional services, and a platform to actually share the work.

There’s this common idea that if you’re determined and the project is good enough, the money will follow. But that’s not the reality for most of us. Grants and loans tend to favor more conventional ventures. Crowdfunding is a gamble that requires a large and active fanbase before you even launch. And personal savings? That can only stretch so far before you’re making choices between paying for groceries or commissioning another piece of art.

Every step of the way, I’ve asked myself whether it’s worth it. Whether I’m chasing something too niche, too risky, too outside the mainstream. But I keep coming back to the same answer: yes, it is worth it. Not because it’s easy, but because it speaks to something I believe in. I want to create spaces where people feel seen, where fantasy and identity can meet in authentic and affirming ways.

I’m still in the early stages—lining up my structure, scouting for collaborators, and planning out ways to generate steady content. I’ve committed to using a monthly subscription platform to slowly build a following and earn enough to commission the assets I need. It’s a marathon, not a sprint. But it’s mine.

If you’re also in the middle of starting something big with not enough money and a heart full of hope, I see you. It’s hard. It’s exhausting. But it’s not impossible.

We create because we must—and we fight to build something lasting because someone out there is waiting to see what only we can offer.

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