Save my home from being taken for my dad's estate debt

Hey there! My name is Ashley. I'm not normally a person who would ask for help like this, but I've tried to sell everything except my own home and it's not working and the giant powers that be who run the world (the bank & court) have made me run out of time to help myself.

In 2020 I was diagnosed with a rare brain disease called Trigeminal Neuralgia, a.k.a. The Suicide Disease, named so because nearly 1/3 of the people diagnosed commit suicide because there is no cure and the treatments (drugs) eventually run out of effectiveness. Despite everything I learned to hold a lot of the worst of it back with healthy nutrition, etc. It does dictate my capabilities every day. Some days I have to stay in bed, some days I can move around the house and on lucky days I can leave the house and run errands. I even got to work a few days a month.

It wasn't until December 2022 that I took my 80 year old father to a biopsy for pancreatic cancer where they brought him into recovery and let me know that the outcome was quite bad and sent us to an oncologist, where we sat in a room and listened to them tell us it was stage 4 and rare, so that instead of multiplying at the rate of normal cancer in the small percentage, this was replicating at 90%. My dad being the fierce character that he was, all 5' of him, didn't hear a word they said other than, "Okay how do we fix it?" I just sat there knowing there was no way to fix it.

Coming home with him alone I was thinking I can't do this on my own. And then I watched him start to get sick and the first time I had to catch his vomit in my hands at a doctor's office, I realized I could do anything. I sat with him for 9 months while he starved, fed him, ran him where he wanted to go, got him visitors from the community, etc., waited for chemo approval from insurance company, paid most of it out my own pocket because he has no supplemental, and took over his 2 rental homes collections. And when it got to where he was bed ridden, I did all the potty things and the the stuff we think we can never do until we are faced with it. And on his last day on earth, I had to fill the syringes with dr. Pepper and pain med so he would swallow and I held him as he passed into the next place. But a month before my dad passed, unexpectedly a process server came to the door and served me papers on a debt for the estate that my dad, by that time didn't even remember, and I had no idea existed.

After it was over it was left to me to check the rentals and tenants, etc. and deal with the debt. My father left no money because he believed he was leaving me with rental income to help me take care of myself with my TN disease for the rest of my life, but when I got into the two rental properties, I realized what kind of condition they were in, and I proceeded into a court case about this bank lien.

For a year I fought a legal battle back and forth with a bank and their attorney that refused to answer correspondence and let the properties further waste in value, SO THAT WHEN they finally decided to settle on a number ($155k) that was only 23k less than what the papers asked for, and they actually kept adding more interest to it after he passed (mind blowing and disgusting) I had to immediately get to work trying to sell off the 2 rentals to try and save my own home which also still has a giant mortgage and a black mold leaky roof and rotting stucco. They were literally taking the life my father tried to help me with away.

I finally managed to sell the first rental and paid off 100k to them, but they put a stipulation in the settlement that it needed to be paid off by march 15th of this year. That was only 3 months after they finally decided to settle and release me enough to sell the houses and pay them even though they depreciated in value significantly.

I have been trying to sell the last one taking calls from buyers/ investors from 7am to 10pm at night every day. Hours explaining and re- explaining the condition, value, etc. I have dropped the price down 69k over 3 months, but when the sharks smell blood in the water they come to feed. I have gotten boat loads of offers by way of the lowest of the low.

Please help me save my home and get this horrible bank away from me. I never saw a dime of that money that my father borrowed from them, but they have tethered my life to them for 2 years now and they have pushed me far past the point of exhaustion and stress. I was hospitalized 3 times last year due to stress related illness. One as bad as pancreatitis and had to get my own biopsy to make sure I didn't have the same cancer that took my father and grandfather.

Please have mercy and kindness on me. You need pictures for proof, I'll send them. You need pictures of the house conditions, I'll send them. Please help me! If I don't pay them the Settlement, they can come after the full amount and take my home. It's all I have left and I can't even afford to fix the roof. I'm at my end of the strength I had to fight this fight. For ME to say that and ask something like this, it's unheard of. I thought I couldn't be broken, but I see now they will take anything, including your spirit. I haven't even been able afford his and my uncle's grave stones yet with this awful bank dragging me through hell. It's been over a year. They should have their headstones! My hands are tied. I have can't do anything and my time is running out!!

My dad and I talked about what I would do with this house. I could go back to get my certificate in holistics and herbal nutrition so I could turn this house into a place where I can make food to help people who go through things like me and need the help.