I lost my Job, business, kids, home, pretty much everything. All of it. My old lady at the time used me for everything she could get, then ran off with some other putz when I couldn't do anything else for her. Finally, the transmission in my Jeep took a crap (a $3k repair) just as soon as I stopped living in it. Like, literally 3 days after I started renting a room, and that cost me an incredibly good job. Now I rent a room and work for peanuts. Seriously, 2017 will go down as the worse year of my life. Worse than the year my Father passed away. Most of 2018 will be spent running damage control. I can't put this charlie foxtrot in the rearview fast enough.