Very sad day for me, very upsetting. I just realized my Taylor Guitar, who I've named Autumn, went missing while I was away in Chicago a couple days ago. Autumn isn't just an item or a possession to me, she was my outlet. She's been apart of me for the past 6 years, she's helped me through so many troubling times in my life. Through being kicked out of my parents at 17, when I finally got her back, I couldn't handle myself. I sat alone in a room of the house I was staying, and played until I fell asleep, at least several hours. After the raid, when suicide came to mind, I pushed those thoughts away by playing her. After my ex stole/broke a bunch of my things, and ran away with my child, Autumn was there for me. I sat in a ransacked apartment, and let my emotions flow through her. It's like I've lost a piece of myself. This isn't just a grand theft (the guitar is prized at around $2k) this is a theft of a piece of my soul. I'm lost right now. Went to the police station earlier this morning to report her stolen. There are a couple leads they are following as we speak, but I cried for the first time in at least a year.
I think it was one of my roommates friends who is known for stealing. He was over the night I last remember seeing her, the night I went to Chicago. The story behind him is quite unsettling, I've known his reputation, and told my roommates he was not allowed in my house. Well, maybe a week ago, they came to me and over weighed my arguments. It was a group decision and I was outvoted. I was not comfortable with him in my house, and now my baby is gone. I'm sitting here typing this while dealing with an emotional mess. I've talked to one of my roommates, and we've agreed to kick the roommate and his girl out within the next two days if Autumn is not returned. I am on the borderline of throwing all their stuff out onto the lawn and locking the doors so their keys won't work.
You can't steal an artists way of making art. It's so cruel, I wouldn't wish this upon my worst enemy. My life is currently spiraling out of control, and I don't have my baby to help me cope. I feel empty, and I just can't deal with things right now. I was supposed to go meet up with some old friends, but I'm currently locked in my room, trying to stay sane. Hopefully she is returned soon.
I think it was one of my roommates friends who is known for stealing. He was over the night I last remember seeing her, the night I went to Chicago. The story behind him is quite unsettling, I've known his reputation, and told my roommates he was not allowed in my house. Well, maybe a week ago, they came to me and over weighed my arguments. It was a group decision and I was outvoted. I was not comfortable with him in my house, and now my baby is gone. I'm sitting here typing this while dealing with an emotional mess. I've talked to one of my roommates, and we've agreed to kick the roommate and his girl out within the next two days if Autumn is not returned. I am on the borderline of throwing all their stuff out onto the lawn and locking the doors so their keys won't work.
You can't steal an artists way of making art. It's so cruel, I wouldn't wish this upon my worst enemy. My life is currently spiraling out of control, and I don't have my baby to help me cope. I feel empty, and I just can't deal with things right now. I was supposed to go meet up with some old friends, but I'm currently locked in my room, trying to stay sane. Hopefully she is returned soon.
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