I took a leap and fell flat on my face! Fuck yeah!

I had reached a point where I was losing my mind working all the time (I took 3 days off in 4 years) and losing people I cared about at record speed (6 deaths in short order). So after spending last Christmas watching my friend of 20+ years die in hospice I had enough. I sold my business and sold off a lot of my possessions and rebuilt my house in Florida to give it to my mother who was recently disabled. Then I moved away from everyone and everything I knew to live in a 100 year old cabin in the middle of a national forest:

This bitch, this bitch right here. I don't even know where to start. The second day I was in the house I was moving appliances and the kitchen floor joists broke and took out all of the plumbing. Leading to living for over two months without running water. I was way more off the grid than I ever anticipated. No showers, no toilets, no clean dishes, etc for months. It was a nightmare. My poor neighbors had to see me showering on the front porch in the rain shortly after I moved in! I found out the entire back of the house was held up by just a few joists because of rotten and split joists. Oh and one just missing, just fucking gone. How the fuck does a floor joist get up and leave!? I re-plumbed the entire house which was a nightmare. Then the well pump failed. Then the line from the well to the house ruptured. Then the roof started leaking furthering the floor problems. Bees! Oh my god the fucking bees. My first month I must have had 4 dozen wasp or yellow jacket stings. At one point the yellow jackets built a nest in the wall on the back of the bathroom and when I sprayed the wall they swarmed into the house. Fun times! Everything broke, seriously everything. I have been through a stove, a washer, a fridge, a furnace, a beautiful Samsung 4k tv that lasted like 3 weeks, computers. This house hates electronics and kills them in no time. I can't figure out if it is the rat's nest of wiring, the constant power surges and outages, or the incredible amount of moisture that rolls down the mountain and sits under the house making everything feel wet. Now the drainage system is completely fucked but I can't really deal with it because:

I can't walk or drive so I am now stuck in this shit hole. I haven't been able to take the trash to the dump in weeks and nothing drains (the house smells like Rosie O'Donnell's taint after a marathon session of hot tubing in Trump's ball sweat) . I can't get to the grocery store to get more groceries and the damn freezer died (everything dies here) and ruined most of the groceries I had. Nothing drains so doing dishes, taking a shit or a shower, or anything that requires water is made even more complicated. There is so much to do and I am stuck in bed or on the couch.

It is still so much more peaceful than my previous life. I am forced to learn how to fix new things constantly, usually in pretty crap conditions. I have no major bills or debt. No one bugs me EVER. At the end of the day I can still sit on the front deck and listen to the creek and relax (it really is the most peaceful place I have ever been). So fuck you house/leg/money/broken shit I am gonna win!