I always wanted to live in the country and own my own place. When I first saw it on Facebook, I thought I used to live right next door to that place. I knew the previous owners. There was so much to do, but to me, it was worth it. It was not much or very pretty, but when I pulled in the driveway, it just felt right. $500 down, $307 a month. I thought no way I could lose it at that price. Finally, I was going to have something that no man could ever take from me. A place where my daughter could find friends and not have to change schools every few months. I had never been able to do that for my stepdaughter. She changed schools like 8 times, maybe more. I felt like such a bad mom. I didn't miss a payment for a few years, and then I let my depression and addictions come back. I have let the arrears get over a thousand, twice. Both times, God blessed me with a way to keep it. I lost a lot of people in my life because of my issues. So, I have people that still support me and helped me. But I took advantage of their kindness. Now I've used up all my resources. I allowed myself to fall for somebody who wasn't ready for adulting. I've lost everything except this house. Over the years of my addiction, I have lost a lot but was able to get back on my feet. Not this time! I had a 2006 Dodge Ram (prettiest truck on the lot and they said I could get it), this house, and a good job. I have 25 years of experience in housekeeping but can't really physically do it any longer. I finally got a job I like, a nice easy job. Now I have lost the truck and lost the best job ever. I lost all rights to my stepdaughter and her baby. I just got my only biological daughter back in my life. I've started college classes, even though I might have to be on disability. I wanted to do something in life to make my kids and Mom proud. It seems like I'm going to fail again. These pictures show what the house looked like when I moved in. I've done a little work here and there, was never really good with money, so I didn't hit the goal I was hoping for. And now I may never have the chance to. Unfortunately, it took this to make me grow up at age 48 and actually do something for myself. The first 20 years of my adult life were for my kids. But they are grown and have their own lives now. When my youngest daughter moved out, I felt like I didn't have a purpose anymore, so I just kind of did whatever, and now it has cost me everything. So what I'm asking is if anyone that cares for me or anyone feels touched by my story, please help me. Please, I don't want to lose my home. I feel like if that happens, it's just really going to get bad. I don't want my life to go bad. I want my kids and my mom to be proud of me. I'm also needing help with utilities, a truck (I will take anything), so I am able to get my life back. This house is my purpose. If nothing else, when I die, if my kids don't want it, then they can sell it and get something they want. It may not give them much, but at least they know I worked really hard for it and was able to give them something. Thank you everybody for helping I'm almost there I just need another 600 or so thank you