The only time my vehicle was ever broken into was when I worked (off campus) at Johns Hopkins in East Baltimore, and I was late, and I parked my car on the street that everyone said never to park on (for reals, it was the worst street) and I did not realize my son's Gameboy or whatever was in the back seat. But, they also stole my parking change. I think they would have possibly gone for my radio but that was too much work, LOL.
I received much "counseling" from my clients that day, indicating I had "invited" my crime. I must say, I had to agree with them. I was not even that upset, although when one of my clients stated he was bored, I did invite him to go find my missing Gameboy, only to hastily retract that because it probably would have invited a relapse. LOL.
I have found the mantra "I am safe, I am always safe" to be of use in my life. I mean, I take reasonable precautions, etc. but I just make sure I am "Alright with myself and willing to die," kind of thing.
Of course, my ex husband, the one who repeatedly threatened my life (via my kid as in, "Kid if you tell your mom I have relapsed I will send my illegal workers to go kill your mom and stepdad", has been sending me cryptic texts and stuff asking for weird information about me like my mother's maiden name for a PASSPORT? I don't think that's necessary for a passport honestly he also says he is out in Texas someplace and planning to "leave the country and never come back."
I am feeling extraordinarily odd about the whole thing because I called him, he got my message but says he has "bad cell service" and other oddness. I am going to have to tell the KID too, to not call him just now until I figure this out,
I've always found it's the ones you know that just, can hurt you the most. I was all in tears on the way home, mainly because whenever my ex does stuff like this, it makes me remember the time when my ex and I were genuinely happy and he was not firmly fixed into antisocialness, etc., and I was just getting these texts and going "Oh, God."
I am going to have the husband call him, I'm TIRED of it . I always thought I got the good end of the deal, because I decided to be a decent parent and human being, like, and my ex just couldn't. I got the love and devotion of the kid, and I was like, "there is nothing better than that."
But every now and then I get reminded of all the misery. And when I look at my kid and see what my ex COULD have been like with decent parents? He's probably off his meds too. Sigh.
I have prayed for nothing but happiness for the ex for many decades. But he sure can be a pain, and it doesn't seem to be catching.
I will take losing a jillion possessions over stuff like this. I'm too softhearted, that is why the husband will be calling, because he is reasonable he is going to say, "you can send the letter to your mom, and if your biology ever wants it, he can ask HER." LOL, he's so smart. Sigh,.
Anna