Open letter continued, Part 4

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Part Three

I was elated to have moved back in to my home until I realized I owed three quarters of a million dollars in medical bills, a mortgage, and a car lease. Oh ya, and I couldn't work.

I managed to get the medical bills paid but had no idea how I would pay my other bills let alone eat.  My friends Steve, Mike and Deb were a huge help.  They took me to the grocery store, helped me with the food bills and Mike even shoveled my drive so I could get to my mail box.

Things got really dark for me at this point. One learns how good some people can be, and what cruelty others are capable of.  

I called my mortgage company and told them how ill I was and they told me not to worry.  Then they started foreclosure proceedings against me.  I called GMAC and tried to explain things and they called me a liar and repossessed the car.  Bill collectors called constantly driving me in to a deep paranoia.  I could gather myself for about an hour a day.  The rest of the time I would hide in my bedroom worried (this is true) that The Oakland County Drain Commission was going to take me away.  

Brain injuries are interesting if nothing else.  

During this time my furnace broke. It was now winter and as I hid in my bedroom I used a propane camp stove to keep warm. 

I finally found a company to come out and fix the furnace.  The paranoia started to subside and I found an apartment to live in after I was evicted.  Given no choice, I walked away from everything. Then things started to get a little better.

Continued.