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Break in and my state of mind. [Sob Story included]
6 years ago
Hey there, thank you for showing interest in what I have the mumble. I do appreciate it.
I usually do not write my personal misfortunes publicly, preferring to whine about all day long to f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶s̶ people who pretend to listen to me, but I decided to make an exception for this.
As a few of you may already have heard, someone broke into my apartment last Tuesday while I was at work, at broad daylight.
They destroyed the door by ramming a screwdriver between door and frame and breaking the bolt of the lock out of the frame.
Afterwards they riffled through my Cabinets, messing my apartment up and stole my entire Camera Equipment (Cannon 700D with several lenses and an external flash), my PlayStation 4 Pro, the Nintendo DS XL and my old Drawing Tablet. It seemed they only stole what they could shove into a Backpack, as my PC and my TV are still here.
They basically took every device of recreation that is not a PC from me.
Sadly, I am not insured (something I am working on), so I won’t get reimbursed for the roughly 1700€ worth of stuff I lost.
I also do not expect that the police will find my stuff.
I do not have noted down the serial number of the Camera or the Drawing Tablet, and while the police and Sony / Nintendo work together to give the police the required information, I have little hope that I would see the PlayStation or the 3DS ever again.
I am now going in full saving mode as I must rebuy most of the stuff.
I do not expect to buy any commission this year anymore, nor will I attend the Eurofurence or travel in general.
The worst however is the psychological damage this did to me.
The paranoia I develop is real. I got increasingly suspect of everyone close to my apartment, be it neighbors or just random people on the street and whenever I get home, I expect that my door is broken open again with the rest of my stuff missing. I expect to get broken in again while I am at work and I get increasingly stressed and mentally instable with each day.
I also start to question why I even struggle. Even if I work hard and stay save, someone is just coming in to take away whatever you have accomplished so far. My life lacks any direction or purpose, I have nothing else than my worldly possessions and even that either breaks down as I am unable to maintain it or just gets stolen.
This must be the worst month of my life so far.
I just wanted to get this off my chest, thanks for reading.
~Kyte
I usually do not write my personal misfortunes publicly, preferring to whine about all day long to f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶s̶ people who pretend to listen to me, but I decided to make an exception for this.
As a few of you may already have heard, someone broke into my apartment last Tuesday while I was at work, at broad daylight.
They destroyed the door by ramming a screwdriver between door and frame and breaking the bolt of the lock out of the frame.
Afterwards they riffled through my Cabinets, messing my apartment up and stole my entire Camera Equipment (Cannon 700D with several lenses and an external flash), my PlayStation 4 Pro, the Nintendo DS XL and my old Drawing Tablet. It seemed they only stole what they could shove into a Backpack, as my PC and my TV are still here.
They basically took every device of recreation that is not a PC from me.
Sadly, I am not insured (something I am working on), so I won’t get reimbursed for the roughly 1700€ worth of stuff I lost.
I also do not expect that the police will find my stuff.
I do not have noted down the serial number of the Camera or the Drawing Tablet, and while the police and Sony / Nintendo work together to give the police the required information, I have little hope that I would see the PlayStation or the 3DS ever again.
I am now going in full saving mode as I must rebuy most of the stuff.
I do not expect to buy any commission this year anymore, nor will I attend the Eurofurence or travel in general.
The worst however is the psychological damage this did to me.
The paranoia I develop is real. I got increasingly suspect of everyone close to my apartment, be it neighbors or just random people on the street and whenever I get home, I expect that my door is broken open again with the rest of my stuff missing. I expect to get broken in again while I am at work and I get increasingly stressed and mentally instable with each day.
I also start to question why I even struggle. Even if I work hard and stay save, someone is just coming in to take away whatever you have accomplished so far. My life lacks any direction or purpose, I have nothing else than my worldly possessions and even that either breaks down as I am unable to maintain it or just gets stolen.
This must be the worst month of my life so far.
I just wanted to get this off my chest, thanks for reading.
~Kyte
Ich kann total verstehen, wie du dich fühlst. Vor nicht all zu langer Zeit wurde bei meiner Schwester eingebrochen und auf einmal fühlt man sich nicht mehr sicher, paranoid. Wenn ich was für dich tun kann, lass es mich wissen. :c
Aber ja, irgendwie ist das Sicherheitsgefühl futsch :<