June 4, 2023
I’ve been trying to keep this to myself.
But it’s getting harder to hold it in.
After everything that happened in May…
after writing all of that out…
something unexpected happened.
I got a message.
A direct message.
From someone who said they were a realtor.
They saw me in one of the forums I’ve been in…
and said they wanted to help me find a home.
And I’m not even going to lie…
my first reaction wasn’t excitement.
It was hesitation.
Because back in March…
I already got played.
Lost thousands of dollars.
Got set all the way back to square one.
So I’m not just jumping into anything.
Not this time.
I checked everything.
Credentials.
Licensing.
Property details.
Ownership.
Everything they told me…
I went behind it and verified it myself.
I’m not about to go through that again.
And so far?
Everything checks out.
So I moved forward.
I applied.
And I got approved.
And I’m sitting here trying not to get too excited.
Because this part?
This is where it gets real.
I need $7,000 to move in.
Seven.
Thousand.
Dollars.
And right now…
that feels like a mountain.
But at the same time…
I’m looking around at everything I have.
Everything I’ve collected over the years.
Everything sitting in storage.
And I’m thinking…
this might be how I get there.
So now I’m making a plan.
Sell what I can.
Let go of what I don’t need.
Use what I have…
to get what I need.
Because this isn’t about stuff anymore.
This is about a home.
And I’m not going to lie…
I’m still nervous.
Still watching everything.
Still double-checking everything.
Because I don’t trust this process yet.
Not fully.
But I also know…
I can’t sit still either.
So right now?
I’m moving carefully.
Thinking through everything.
And doing what I can with what I have.
And just hoping…
this works out the way it’s supposed to.
That’s where I am right now.