Has someone or something stolen from you? Do you know who/what it was? Did it affect you? Do you care?
Doesn’t have to be serious.
Share your stories!
Has someone or something stolen from you? Do you know who/what it was? Did it affect you? Do you care?
Doesn’t have to be serious.
Share your stories!
When I was in college almost 20 years ago, my first car was stolen by a pro chop shop.
My first car was a magical feeling of freedom. I was able to go anywhere and have friends with me, it was like a home away from home. One day I parked it and a few hours later I went to leave and the car was gone. I filled a police report and insurance.
About 3 days later the police found the car on the street with no engine, no wheels, just dumped there.
I went to see the car at the impound lot and wow everything was missing or destroyed. The entire car was covered in oil to hide fingerprints. I was destroyed.
There have also been times where people steal from my house, people I thought were friends. But the car really damaged me. I’m not the same person I was before the car was stolen.
That’s the thing that’s messed up when people say crap like stealing is a moral imperative or people who steal think “they’ll be alright, they’ll just go get a new _.” Of which I have seen both said in my lifetime. There is something that breaks when someone crosses your boundaries in a way that completely blindsides you. I don’t really care what it is, but more often than not it’s almost like it steals your faith in humanity. And that, you can work on getting back but it’s never the same as it once was. Bug hugs, sorry you had to have your baby done like that. Assholes gunna ass. Ugh.
And thieves will steal from anyone, even the poor. It’s not like a clan of Robinhoods.
Thanks for the kind words. <3
Yeah, of course. Yours really broke my heart because I’ve been there done that only it was my buddy’s car Centra (Sentra - had a jam) that was three different colors but was like a second home. The oil really did me in when I was reading this, like these fuckers not only defiled the thing you loved but did it willfully. Got me in that pitchfork kinda way, but you know - nothing can be done over it.
Big hugs =