I couldnt pay rent once, I knew they would get the sheriff, but all they had to do was say no when I asked for leniency, and they did and I felt it was unfair ....so you know what I did? I packed my shit and got off their property. I couldnt pay, the reasons were shitty, but they were mine. I left and they damn near killed me with the dishonest accounting in collections, which I also disagreed with, but I paid it once I could. Not once since then have I fucked up that badly. Not once, imagine that. I expect to purchase a real home and approach actual land ownership (such as it is) in the next year. I often say: "The thing about the bottom of the barrel is, *if you hit it hard enough*.... you'll bounce!" For the record, I ended up in that situation because I quit a (bad) job on an impulse, as a moral imperative, and chased my dream gig, and I timed it so fucking poorly that I screwed myself into the ground a bit. Totally my fault, and I always knew that. However, now I have that job in reality, do MUCH better than I did before. I have what I sought, scars and all. Worth it.