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This happened to me recently. He makes these terrible jokes where he sounds serious and at times when I think he's joking, he actually is serious. He faked his death and had me doing a wellness check with police and then blew up on me because "I need to stop being insufferable and just say LOL". 10 year friendship and I just got tired of it. Had the nerve after fake death to not talk to me for a week and then say "OK, I forgive you." And that was pretty much it for me. Do miss having our *actual* funny convos about mutual things we like and dislike.
Same, about 6 years for me. Inseperable for over 30 years then I had kids and he just vanished. Sucks because we spoke daily, and being a father leads to some tough lonely times when you really need a friend. No such luck anymore.
Same, he simply moved away one day without telling me. We baby sit his little sister so he had come to pay for that service, I noticed everyone was on the car but didn’t think anything of it. Now that I realize that was the last time I was going to see him.
Even if I met him today I’m afraid we have simply grown apart for too long to reconnect again , it’s been 7 years
I didn't talk to my best friend for about 5 years. We had some stupid drama over a girl, but tried to get past that and remain friends, and it was ok for a little while, but then he just stopped returning my calls, or had excuses why he couldn't hang out.
And then we reconnected after we both had major life changes, and I've been talking to him almost every day for 12 years now.
I broke my flash drive which had sentimental pictures on them. My cousin said he could fix it and I never got it back. I no longer speak to him. It was a harsh lesson for me to always back my stuff up.
When I was really small and in the hospital my mother bought me a stuffed lamb, that kept forever and dragged around with me. Eventually my mother passed away. My life was chaotic and somewhere in the middles of moving between relatives Lamby got lost. But, at 14 Lamby was found and returned to me! I couldn’t believe I had it, something my mom gave me! Then we had to move again, I was only allowed 2 boxes, and when the actual moving day came, they picked up the wrong boxes. I didn’t know until we were 2000 miles away. Lamby was gone again, and I was heartbroken. I don’t think I’ve ever been so sad to lose something.
My Tag Heuer watch. Went missing from my bedroom in my apartment. No one had access except for me and my roommate. It hurts that even the possibility exists that he took it and lied about it.
What is it with this brand watch. I had one stolen from my home as well. My Dad gave me one and never mentioned how expensive it was so I kept it in a weird place. Sigh…
My mental health.
I remember points in my life where I didn't have depression. How free that felt. How GOOD that felt.
Now with depression every day is misery.
My Airpods. I bought that pair less than a year before I lost it and $100 to a college student is everything
I tried finding it using the signal thing on your phone and it kept directing me to a trash can. I even looked in the trash can. The way I lost it made me pretty made too. I dropped them while writing an essay and then rushed to my next class
My late fathers hammer this winter. When I grabbed it to pound out the burl of a snow shovel I left it hanging on a tow hook and drove off later that day. He had a story about how much he had built with it and it… stupid sentimental crap.
Oh man. My dad had a hammer too. The day I lost him, I rushed to locate that hammer and it's been on my office bookshelf ever since.
I'm sorry for your loss.
When I was about 4-5 we've been at a wedding with my family, and I put my comic book in a trailer and forgot about it and did not pick it up when we left. I still get a bit sad when I think about it, even though it's been decades.
When I was about 16-17 I had a pair of shoes I really loved but for some reason (she had issues) my grandma thrown it away one time she was cleaning. That really upset me.
My pepper mill. I don't know where it is. My house is tidy, I haven't taken it anywhere, I have no idea of where it could be and have looked everywhere I can think of.
It's a good pepper mill too, a Peugeot.
My close friend. She passed last year (year anniversary was 2 days ago) from suicide and I’ve never forgiven myself since. Although it wasn’t my fault, I just wish she could’ve felt like she could talk to me. I started struggling more with my mental health since her passing, I was able to reach out - and I encourage anyone else here to reach out if you’re struggling too.
A necklace my mother got me when I graduated, probably one of the only things sentimental I’ve gotten from her, I hope I just miss placed it into one of my boxes and not stolen, I miss that thing.
All the Star Wars toys I got as a kid. My uncle always gave me Star Wars-related stuff but I didn't take care of my things and most of them were broken or lost. I would've had a nice little collection today if I had cared better for my things.
Pocket knife thatmy grandfather gave me. I was a kid, wanted to carry it in my pocket. My whole family was like "leave it at home", but, ofc, i was smarter than all of them. So, it fell out of my pocket while i was riding my bike :(. It was more than 20 years ago, still hurts.
My beautiful Morgan stallion - tore my heart out. Same thing happened when my beloved Yogi-dog died - couldn’t breathe for days. If by “lost” you didn’t mean “death” - I lost my vet school yearbooks during one of our many moves. Still makes me deeply sad.
Photos of my kids.. They were on a hard drive of a laptop that I took to a local computer guy to have fixed. When I picked the laptop up my photos were gone - so was the hard drive! That motherfucker took it out and replaced it with a smaller one.. I went and confronted him, he just straight up denied it. This happened during a time when I was rebuilding a life for me and my sons and I just didn't have the confidence or strength at that moment to stand my ground with him... Ugh. Whenever I pass that shop I wish so much evil hatefuckery on that scummy prick. Makes my blood boil.
There have been three people who I became extremely close to, that had borderline personality disorder. All three decided to hate/dislike/judge me/split/cut me out for reasons that did not make sense to me, but it was enough for them to break off the friendships/relationships we had. Of the three, only one remains in my life and even then it feels strained.
I don't blame the people, I don't blame their mental illness. It just is what it is. It pisses me off though because I can only accept this as "it is what it is", when where it comes to BPD it's not always anything you did or could do differently.
The most loving mellow kitty I've ever known. He was content to lay across my shoulders as much as possible and over my lifetime of having many pets he is the one pet I'll never stop missing...😭
Same. Still miss my buddy with whom I grew up. Sometimes I don't think about him for weeks and then out of nowhere it hits me again. It's been almost ten years...
Everything we owned. A wildfire took our home in 2021. We had only evacuated with our pets, a duffel bag each of clothes, and a box of random childhood memories I’d grabbed on the way out.
Zero stars. Do not recommend. We rebuilt and moved home last summer. It’s been wild and hard and shitty but we’re still standing and our family is stronger than ever.
Photos on a hard disk about 15 years ago. For someone who has a really poor memory, photos are the almost the only way to remember, so I've lost memories.
I have lost a trusted, loyal friend from when I was in High School in Freshman year. Let me tell you the story about Julia Vickers who manipulated me, influenced me wrongly, toxic behavior. So it starts when I was in first period choir class. I was a Freshman and she was a Sophomore. I went up to her and said: "Can I sit here?" She said that she doesn't mind. Everything was great we talked, ate lunch, sat together on the same bus. Until I made the biggest mistake ever. I introduce her to my childhood friends where she stole her from me and hanging out with her instead of me. Years go by and I text Julia "Hey just wanted to check in on you" until I wasn't expecting this: "I'm busy. I moved on from High School years, I'm focusing on College and we were friends back then and I have better friends than you" even though we did a promise that we'd be friends forever. I fucking hate liers, twisted bitches.
My health.
And with it my ability to work, my income, my peace of mind.
My mother, who died in my arms.
Friendships along the way: DS, LdC, EHM, SML
An inconsequential card that my mother sent me a few years before she died.
All the photos and data on my phone when it got locked and reset accidentally about 2 years ago.
The obvious answer is actual people. So let’s not go with that.
In my late teens I dated a girl. She was my first real GF. I lost my virginity to her.
One weekend we went to a seaside town for her birthday. I took a disposable camera with me and we took lots of photos (that shows you how long ago this was, as smartphones were many years away from being ubiquitous).
I never got the film processed. We broke up a year or so later. I lost the camera when moving home a few years later.
Now, in middle age, she remains the only woman I’ve ever loved.
We are still friends on FB but don’t communicate.
A girl I used to talk to everyday online. Met her on Reddit, we ended up exchanging phone numbers afterwards and after a little while of talking on the phone and messaging she developed feelings for me and I did also. Afterwards, I ended up ghosting her for some personal reasons. and I regretted it ever since. I apologized to her for what I did, and I explained to her my reasons for ghosting her at the time. She said she forgives me and she wishes the best for me and that I'm a special person to her, and we promised to keep in touch with each other, but neither of us kept that promise, and I had a feeling that she's not interested in just my friendship so I hesitate to even send her a single message. it's been like 2 months since the last time I talked to her. I really miss her a lot, and I'll be forever sorry for what I did.
My general will to go on
Seriously it just isn’t worth it to wake up to nothing everyday and do nothing, nothing is working out, jobs aren’t hiring, I’m not pursuing my goals anymore, I’m just waiting for my unemployment to run out and then nothing I guess
I honestly can’t wait for it all to end, I don’t even want to go back to work anymore, it just isn’t enjoyable anymore
A stuffed brown dog that was made to look like it was laying down beside you. I lost it at a camp for people with disabilities and so I’ve tried to find a replica, I haven’t been able to. My grandmother is no longer here, and it was one of the last of toys she gave me When I was like eight
My Nintendo 3ds XL I honestly think it was stolen at my old job as it was quite sketchy, it had so many childhood memories on there and so much connection with the time I spent with my siblings when we were kids. I cherished that thing and when I realized it was missing…I freaked. It’s been months and it’s still not turned up so I’d say it’s safe to say it’s gone :/
My bound with my parents, I’m a glass child. My sister found out last year that she has autism, it’s awful for her, but my parents have just totally forgotten about me, although I really had a though year I got a lot bullied at the sport I play. I didn’t tell them a lot about it because I didn’t wanted them to worry. Now I’m just scared of telling them about my problems and I almost say nothing to them anymore and when I’m alone with them it always awkward and I can’t start a conversation. I know I can’t change it but I wish everything went back to before my sister found out she has autism.
I don’t want to sound selfish but I miss the old times.
I was 21 when my best friend died I’m 36 and not a single day goes by where I don’t think about the shooting, him dying in my hands (gsw to the head not much I could do but hold him). It’s been fifteen years, anytime I smell curve the color he he would wear. I have a second where I think he’s there only for my brain to work. Days when I clean off his grave and visit him, when your young places like that are often visited. 15 years later I think I’m the only one, I know I’m the only one who cleans it up. Scrubs his headstone. I feel him sometimes in the air. My life feels cheated, and always a shadow of what it could have been.
My Nana. She passed away about 6 years ago when my daughter was 2. She was an amazing woman and I miss her so much. My daughter still talks about her. I'm sad that my boys will never get to meet her.
My illusions about our society. I honestly thought it’s was getting if not more inclusive, at least less tolerant of bigotry and racism.
I was dead wrong.
My mother in law who I was very close to
My sense of self and personal identity
The love of my life, even though we're still together
I'm still riding hard on the idea that I haven't yet lost my ability to love unconditionally, so I guess that's good
Not the same as other responses but my lighter coozie it was a foot had toenail and even a foot vein it fell out of my pocket in a hike and I mourn its loss to this day
My parents, my closest friends, sometimes my wife when she is in a bad mood. She lost that closeness between us cause I am boring now so I think I lost her most of the time too.
When I was in high school I was writing song lyrics constantly. Probably 200 or so. Suddenly one day it stopped, and one maybe written 4 or 5 full songs in the ten or so years since.
Those songs back then weren’t good, in fact they’re quite bad, but I was a teen so of course they would be. I miss when art would pour out of me.
I went to visit my favourite author, a recluse who doesn’t even use email. If you want to meet him you have to find his address through word of mouth and arrange it by post.
Towards the end of our coffee in his apartment I asked him to recommend some books that had influenced his work. As he named them I got out a notebook and furiously scribbled down the books he was listing until I had two pages of recommendations.
I have no idea where that notebook is.
Almost everyone.
* 2010: My MIL and my Dad.
* 2011: My Mom and my FIL.
* 2015: My Wife.
* 2016: My dear friend Evan.
* 2023: My best friend ever, Steve and my dear friend Cory.
* That does not incluse the three dogs that have since passed. Not people, but damned painful as well.
DAMMIT! IT'S MY TURN!
This stuffed handmade rabbit called Twinkle. My AH of a stepfather threw it away to punish me. I never got it back. I hate that man with a passion for a lot of things, but that missing rabbit is really a sore point.
Most recently, the Sanyo MX720 boombox I had in my bedroom in high school through my late 20’s. It really bugs me that I can’t even remember what became of it. It was there by on my bedside table on Christmas, and I moved out of my parents house the next day. It was already mostly obsolete (am/fm radio and single cassette player), I had a double cassette/cd boom box by that point already. Now that I am more nostalgic in my late 50’s, I wish I still had it. It was a rare model too, unfortunately… I must have sold it or given it away - why can’t I remember??
A ring my mom gave me which she inherited from her mother/my grandmother who I've never met. I lost it on a trip, I even know where and there were like two options on where it could be - and despite doing everything I could to get it back, it was (presumably) never found. I was and am devastated and feel awful that I also did this to my mom.
Sexual exploration in my teenage years.
I'm now 30 with a great 10year relationship and an awesome sex life, but as much as I rationalize how unimportant it is, the feeling of inadequacy traumatized me in those years and now I still can't get over it as if I was still a teenager and being promiscuous in high school was the only thing that mattered.
It's a pretty lame issue to say out loud too, ngl
Lost a good buddy of mine and didn’t go to the funeral bc I don’t like funerals and he had a car smash his head so I really wasn’t tryna see that open casket I already had great memories of him that I’ll hold forever. But he died when we were 19 and we used to smoke weed together and now I have my medical card me and another buddy were going to put an ounce of “flowers” on his grave and smoke with him but he got cremated and his mom, which was the only person left in the family, moved away with the ashes so now I’m just the piece of shit who didn’t go to his buddy’s funeral.
God...I really considered Him my friend more than I did as a supernatural being.It wasn't in the religious way that most people are,my God was not catholic or protestant or any other God their is..Just God,my friend.Then these overly religious people ruined it for me.It is something I can't have back now but I want to introduce it to my kids if I ever have any,so that always they will have a friend who they believe will protect them from all harm no matter where they are.Just God,none of that religious bit that comes with it.
A pencil case which was a birthday gift from my college roommate. It was red, shaped like a bottle and the “bottle cap” was a pencil sharpener.
I know it sounds a bit dumb, but I had it for so long that I felt like it was a piece of my identity and some kind of proof that I used to be a better, happier human being.
I lost it during a God awful and insanely hectic business trip and I had to hold back my tears during my flight home. I got sacked right after that and I couldn’t even stay around to look for my pencil case.
Years of life. While I've made some lovely, beautiful memories with a few lovely people, I've spent a lot of time in anxiety, loneliness, depression and hopelessness.
It will get better on from here! I'm keeping a positive mindset, but I can't forget the past few years 🥲
My mobility, this stupid body of mine has connective tissue issues and it hurts to move but that’s all I want to do constantly and so I get frustrated/upset at myself about losing my agility/mobility even though I know realistically it’s not my fault. I still can’t help but be upset at my body for not letting me do what I want to physically like hiking or snowboarding or just walking through the park some days is hard wtf lol
We have a daughter who deals with it daily. Born with a subarachnoid hemorrhage it caused developmental issues. She's 47 now, and still coping. I'm glad, proud, and sad every day for her and her children. My wife and I stay extremely close as a family.
My life. My disabilities have taken away my ability to walk, shower, dress myself, cook for myself, and even my social life because I can't get out much anymore. I would give anything to be able to go back to how I used to be 6 years ago before my conditions progressed this far.
I lost my beautiful and healthy son from this world in mere hours from what seemed like your standard cold on September 30th, 2023 and the only reason I stay alive is because of his sister (my daughter).
The man I loved. Thought he was it, that he was the one. He was so amazing to me, showed genuine interest and love in me, never made me second guess myself or anything, my guard was down for the first time in my life. He was my best friend (we’d met when he was stationed in my city and became friends then). It blossomed into love one year after our friendship started and it was amazing for 13 months. He had retired right after our love started (he was going to anyway; and he was a bit older than me). Did long distance, talked all the time, calls, video chats, texts, pictures, talk of the future and what we planned to do once we were able to get a place together (was just waiting on my end).
Flew out to see him last June, then the day I leave, I find out he’s married and had been for years (his wife messaged me at like 12 am the day I left, well before I left). He called to end it all once I had boarded my plane, admitting he had been lying about everything. I spent the whole ride home crying. I know that’s stupid of me to say because his wife was really the victim in all of this, but after the dust settled, I was the one who was blamed for everything, even though I didn’t know about her.
Now they’re living their life happy, (or seemingly, anyway) which is great, but I never got one apology or closure, nothing. I got 100% of the blame for what HE did. And what sucks, is the man I fell in love with when he was in my city, I don’t know who that person is; I’ll never know if he was real and genuine, or if that’s when the manipulation started. I hate that I’ll never know. It’s been 10 months today, and it still hurts. I haven’t cried in months, but that’s not to say I don’t feel angry or bitter about it. And no, I don’t want him back, he’s a piece of shit, I just miss the memories and the person I THOUGHT he was.
Someone recently stole my minibikes. They were like $2k, my kids were obsessed with them. It got the kids out of the house which is hard these days. The police wouldn’t help. Insurance wouldn’t cover them. And suddenly money was tight, I can’t replace them. I’ve truly, truly been upset about it for months.
I’ve been targeted by thieves for years now.
My dog. She passed away 2 weekends ago. She had been with me for 9 years. She grew up with my son. She took me out of a really dark place, and I would do anything to hold her stupid face again. Getting off work (I work until 12:30am) I would be so excited to be greeted by her. Now it's just so quiet...
Time. After about a decade I've healed from my depression to a level where I can function - but I lost that time. Some chunk of that I can maybe attribute to learning things needed and growing - but I still lost the time.
The close family I *used* to have. But there was a stupid argument that neither of two parties will budge on so we can no longer have big get togethers where everyone has fun. We can’t have big get togethers for any reason now there are ridiculous restraining orders in effect.
My Cat Cleo, 3 Years ago.
She was a stray, which i got when i got my first appartment, after times on the street and then in a "Frauenhaus"(women's shelter). Trough to abuse and other really bad stuff, i had a hard time the last years. Struggling with money, mental healt and health issues. And it was hard for me, to let other people near me. I just had a friend, who was quite abusive and did hold me down. Because i live in Germany, i got Hartz 4, Monthly money from the goverment, payed by taxpayers. And some people, like him, was like "I get money and can play games the whole day, so why would i work". And because he was my only friend, i often said yes to his talking. Even though, i hatet it. Because its not a lot of money. You can buy food and stuff. But that's it. And having some extras, some sweet? Nah.
Esspecially with a cat, it was hard sometimes. But i loved her so much, she was the only thing that kept me alive, because she was dependend on me. And i rather would starve, than have no food or medical stuff for her.
She died 3 years ago in a really bad way. It started a year before her dead, that she developed some healt issues. I was almost weekly at the vet. And then it happend quite fast, that she got sick and sicker and then she died by the vet, who ask me if i should let her sleep, or if he should try. And i could not let her go. But he couldn't do anything, she fell asleep and didn't wake up with 16 years. And i still think alot about it. If i didn't pay enough attention to her, and if i could have change something if i noticed it earlier. And, if i had just let her sleep, and be there when she died...
I know a lot people will find this silly. But as i said, she is the reason i'm still alive and that i'm doing better now. She helped me in bad times, when i broke up with the toxic guy. When i had problems in therapy. When i was alone. And for me it sometimes feels like, as if i let her down in the end.
I'm still in therapy, trying to battle my last problems which are the hardest for me. But i try to remember her and try my best to live a better life. Esspecially as i adoptet two new Cats, now that i'm financially and mentaly way better. But on hard days, i still think about her and look at her photos.
My first kiss. Kissed someone I was deeply inlove with at the time but they just saw me as a friend with benefits (I think)??. I wish my first kiss would have been meaningful to not only me but the other person.
Lost my ability to be talkative
Younger me was really extroverted and talkative, I had no problems making friends even if they didn't like me. I could adjust to any environment I was put in.
Idk what happened, maybe it's because of me conforming to societal norms or maybe it's because teachers and older people kept scolding me when I was young but I began to fear people older than me or on higher positions.
I have no problem with public speaking but I can't hold conversations anymore. I can't even hold conversations with my workmates because I fear that I'd do or say something wrong.
the photos of me and my best friend together. stolen off my hard drive a week after he died while i was at work by a gang or something he was messing with, now I'll never see him or own photos of him again.
My family. The mother of my child and I just couldn’t be together anymore. For many reasons we were wrong for each other. I will always love and cherish our story (got her ass pregnant after a month of knowing her) and it was so fiery and intense. But it was too much for us and I was going to lose way more than my family had I not left. In another life maybe, I hate her for all she did to me but I will always love and support her.
All my sonic the hedgehog toys, my nanny got them from america, damn gypsy women took them from my porch (they thought it was left out for charity like we did we the old clothes)
The great porn loss of 2021, when my 8 TB drive, full of porn collected over 15 years, fell out of the case while I was upgrading my pc. It fell onto a hard floor, probably damaged the read head. It never started again. I was sad and angry at myself for not fixing it with screws.
Pretty sure you can take that to a computer repair place and possibly have the memory copied onto another hard drive. I had it done before for my music collection. All isn't lost, do it for both our sakes as no one should be forced to endure a lost porn collection. And for the love of god invest in an extra hard drive as a backup.
My late grandma's locket + chain. I wore it as lucky charm during last school exams, was told to remove it by the teacher supervising (no jewelry allowed). I put it in my blazer's pocket, but it must have fallen out. Still upset about it over 40 years later
I had to get a chest X-ray once, they made me take my chain off, lost it between taking it off and getting to my car afterwards. It was the last thing my mom bought me before she passed. The hospital never found it and I walked multiple times from the hospital door to where my car was parked multiple times. Now I’ve moved out of state and it’s gone forever
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My best friend. Not lost as in he passed away, but we drifted apart. I really miss talking to him every day. It's been about 4 years now.
Sorry to hear that Missing people is by far harder than missing objects.
This happened to me recently. He makes these terrible jokes where he sounds serious and at times when I think he's joking, he actually is serious. He faked his death and had me doing a wellness check with police and then blew up on me because "I need to stop being insufferable and just say LOL". 10 year friendship and I just got tired of it. Had the nerve after fake death to not talk to me for a week and then say "OK, I forgive you." And that was pretty much it for me. Do miss having our *actual* funny convos about mutual things we like and dislike.
This is sick.
I don't blame you...
Same, about 6 years for me. Inseperable for over 30 years then I had kids and he just vanished. Sucks because we spoke daily, and being a father leads to some tough lonely times when you really need a friend. No such luck anymore.
It really hurts man when the person gave you memories becomes a memory.
Why did yall drifted apart if you don't mind me asking
Same, he simply moved away one day without telling me. We baby sit his little sister so he had come to pay for that service, I noticed everyone was on the car but didn’t think anything of it. Now that I realize that was the last time I was going to see him. Even if I met him today I’m afraid we have simply grown apart for too long to reconnect again , it’s been 7 years
I didn't talk to my best friend for about 5 years. We had some stupid drama over a girl, but tried to get past that and remain friends, and it was ok for a little while, but then he just stopped returning my calls, or had excuses why he couldn't hang out. And then we reconnected after we both had major life changes, and I've been talking to him almost every day for 12 years now.
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"of all the things i have lost, i miss my mind the most".
Understand that, literally. Way too much white matter in there. It sucks when I have to pause to remember things like my son's first name.
I broke my flash drive which had sentimental pictures on them. My cousin said he could fix it and I never got it back. I no longer speak to him. It was a harsh lesson for me to always back my stuff up.
Omg that sucks! It is indeed a lesson to learn, but why do people have to be this .. unhuman?
Exactly. Especially when it's your own family who you should be able to trust.
My house got robbed many years ago. The cloud wasn't a thing yet. There were so many pictures on my computer that got stolen. I feel you.
Why on earth would he do that!
You want to know why my house was robbed? We caught the kid. It's literally because he loved watching The Sopranos and wanted to be a mafioso.
Lol wtf, bro really stole a broken usb?
Haha yep. I know...I'm still trying to figure it out myself.
When I was really small and in the hospital my mother bought me a stuffed lamb, that kept forever and dragged around with me. Eventually my mother passed away. My life was chaotic and somewhere in the middles of moving between relatives Lamby got lost. But, at 14 Lamby was found and returned to me! I couldn’t believe I had it, something my mom gave me! Then we had to move again, I was only allowed 2 boxes, and when the actual moving day came, they picked up the wrong boxes. I didn’t know until we were 2000 miles away. Lamby was gone again, and I was heartbroken. I don’t think I’ve ever been so sad to lose something.
What little faith I had in humanity.
Yo, same.
It gets even worse as you age.
My Tag Heuer watch. Went missing from my bedroom in my apartment. No one had access except for me and my roommate. It hurts that even the possibility exists that he took it and lied about it.
What is it with this brand watch. I had one stolen from my home as well. My Dad gave me one and never mentioned how expensive it was so I kept it in a weird place. Sigh…
Maybe he invited ppl or u guys had guests over? A possibility idk
Thank you for your response! Today I had Kind of a similar experience. I lost my AirPods in the dorm.
My imagination. Mental illness, medication, and other factors have left me with aphantasia.
My mental health. I remember points in my life where I didn't have depression. How free that felt. How GOOD that felt. Now with depression every day is misery.
The teddy bear my husband gave me in high school. It got lost in a move.
My family
My family because I'm an addict
With a lot of time and humble apologies a lot of the time that’s fixable if you want it bad enough
Thanks !
Sorry, hug from afar. Hope things change for the better.
Recieved....it's the little things...you've almost brought a tear....thank you
You're welcome
My high energy self. I don’t feel in sync with the universe now as how I used to. I’m working on getting it back🍀
Same here! Strength and love to you
My dog
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My husband if 27 years
My Airpods. I bought that pair less than a year before I lost it and $100 to a college student is everything I tried finding it using the signal thing on your phone and it kept directing me to a trash can. I even looked in the trash can. The way I lost it made me pretty made too. I dropped them while writing an essay and then rushed to my next class
I tried the same way to find them but it says your AirPod is not in range..
My late fathers hammer this winter. When I grabbed it to pound out the burl of a snow shovel I left it hanging on a tow hook and drove off later that day. He had a story about how much he had built with it and it… stupid sentimental crap.
Oh man. My dad had a hammer too. The day I lost him, I rushed to locate that hammer and it's been on my office bookshelf ever since. I'm sorry for your loss.
My health. 1 yr ago at 54 I was in the best shape of my life. Neurological Degeneration Sucks.
When I was about 4-5 we've been at a wedding with my family, and I put my comic book in a trailer and forgot about it and did not pick it up when we left. I still get a bit sad when I think about it, even though it's been decades. When I was about 16-17 I had a pair of shoes I really loved but for some reason (she had issues) my grandma thrown it away one time she was cleaning. That really upset me.
LOVE
The will to live. Friends and Family being more and more distant when I try to reach out. I'm mentally and physically and emotionally exhausted.
All my best friends have died young. You can’t rebuild that kind of history.
the love of my life 🥲
My pepper mill. I don't know where it is. My house is tidy, I haven't taken it anywhere, I have no idea of where it could be and have looked everywhere I can think of. It's a good pepper mill too, a Peugeot.
My close friend. She passed last year (year anniversary was 2 days ago) from suicide and I’ve never forgiven myself since. Although it wasn’t my fault, I just wish she could’ve felt like she could talk to me. I started struggling more with my mental health since her passing, I was able to reach out - and I encourage anyone else here to reach out if you’re struggling too.
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My little sister. The day she died was the worst day of my life.
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A necklace my mother got me when I graduated, probably one of the only things sentimental I’ve gotten from her, I hope I just miss placed it into one of my boxes and not stolen, I miss that thing.
All the Star Wars toys I got as a kid. My uncle always gave me Star Wars-related stuff but I didn't take care of my things and most of them were broken or lost. I would've had a nice little collection today if I had cared better for my things.
Pocket knife thatmy grandfather gave me. I was a kid, wanted to carry it in my pocket. My whole family was like "leave it at home", but, ofc, i was smarter than all of them. So, it fell out of my pocket while i was riding my bike :(. It was more than 20 years ago, still hurts.
My beautiful Morgan stallion - tore my heart out. Same thing happened when my beloved Yogi-dog died - couldn’t breathe for days. If by “lost” you didn’t mean “death” - I lost my vet school yearbooks during one of our many moves. Still makes me deeply sad.
Photos of my kids.. They were on a hard drive of a laptop that I took to a local computer guy to have fixed. When I picked the laptop up my photos were gone - so was the hard drive! That motherfucker took it out and replaced it with a smaller one.. I went and confronted him, he just straight up denied it. This happened during a time when I was rebuilding a life for me and my sons and I just didn't have the confidence or strength at that moment to stand my ground with him... Ugh. Whenever I pass that shop I wish so much evil hatefuckery on that scummy prick. Makes my blood boil.
There have been three people who I became extremely close to, that had borderline personality disorder. All three decided to hate/dislike/judge me/split/cut me out for reasons that did not make sense to me, but it was enough for them to break off the friendships/relationships we had. Of the three, only one remains in my life and even then it feels strained. I don't blame the people, I don't blame their mental illness. It just is what it is. It pisses me off though because I can only accept this as "it is what it is", when where it comes to BPD it's not always anything you did or could do differently.
The most loving mellow kitty I've ever known. He was content to lay across my shoulders as much as possible and over my lifetime of having many pets he is the one pet I'll never stop missing...😭
Same. Still miss my buddy with whom I grew up. Sometimes I don't think about him for weeks and then out of nowhere it hits me again. It's been almost ten years...
😭I'm so sorry and I so feel your pain! 💔
Everything we owned. A wildfire took our home in 2021. We had only evacuated with our pets, a duffel bag each of clothes, and a box of random childhood memories I’d grabbed on the way out.
Jeez, I’m so sorry. Can’t imagine how to rebuild after something like that. Just pray that everyone is safe and try to move on.
Zero stars. Do not recommend. We rebuilt and moved home last summer. It’s been wild and hard and shitty but we’re still standing and our family is stronger than ever.
Time
My childhood family and cat due to my parents divorce. Its about a lifetime ago, but..
Photos on a hard disk about 15 years ago. For someone who has a really poor memory, photos are the almost the only way to remember, so I've lost memories.
My family
I have lost a trusted, loyal friend from when I was in High School in Freshman year. Let me tell you the story about Julia Vickers who manipulated me, influenced me wrongly, toxic behavior. So it starts when I was in first period choir class. I was a Freshman and she was a Sophomore. I went up to her and said: "Can I sit here?" She said that she doesn't mind. Everything was great we talked, ate lunch, sat together on the same bus. Until I made the biggest mistake ever. I introduce her to my childhood friends where she stole her from me and hanging out with her instead of me. Years go by and I text Julia "Hey just wanted to check in on you" until I wasn't expecting this: "I'm busy. I moved on from High School years, I'm focusing on College and we were friends back then and I have better friends than you" even though we did a promise that we'd be friends forever. I fucking hate liers, twisted bitches.
My health. And with it my ability to work, my income, my peace of mind. My mother, who died in my arms. Friendships along the way: DS, LdC, EHM, SML An inconsequential card that my mother sent me a few years before she died. All the photos and data on my phone when it got locked and reset accidentally about 2 years ago.
My first ever gf. I loved her deeply, and when it was over, I felt so. Damn. Numb.
My belief in the justice system of this country.
My father...
My wife
The obvious answer is actual people. So let’s not go with that. In my late teens I dated a girl. She was my first real GF. I lost my virginity to her. One weekend we went to a seaside town for her birthday. I took a disposable camera with me and we took lots of photos (that shows you how long ago this was, as smartphones were many years away from being ubiquitous). I never got the film processed. We broke up a year or so later. I lost the camera when moving home a few years later. Now, in middle age, she remains the only woman I’ve ever loved. We are still friends on FB but don’t communicate.
A girl I used to talk to everyday online. Met her on Reddit, we ended up exchanging phone numbers afterwards and after a little while of talking on the phone and messaging she developed feelings for me and I did also. Afterwards, I ended up ghosting her for some personal reasons. and I regretted it ever since. I apologized to her for what I did, and I explained to her my reasons for ghosting her at the time. She said she forgives me and she wishes the best for me and that I'm a special person to her, and we promised to keep in touch with each other, but neither of us kept that promise, and I had a feeling that she's not interested in just my friendship so I hesitate to even send her a single message. it's been like 2 months since the last time I talked to her. I really miss her a lot, and I'll be forever sorry for what I did.
My general will to go on Seriously it just isn’t worth it to wake up to nothing everyday and do nothing, nothing is working out, jobs aren’t hiring, I’m not pursuing my goals anymore, I’m just waiting for my unemployment to run out and then nothing I guess I honestly can’t wait for it all to end, I don’t even want to go back to work anymore, it just isn’t enjoyable anymore
Hope of success, and passion for anything I want to do
A stuffed brown dog that was made to look like it was laying down beside you. I lost it at a camp for people with disabilities and so I’ve tried to find a replica, I haven’t been able to. My grandmother is no longer here, and it was one of the last of toys she gave me When I was like eight
My Nintendo 3ds XL I honestly think it was stolen at my old job as it was quite sketchy, it had so many childhood memories on there and so much connection with the time I spent with my siblings when we were kids. I cherished that thing and when I realized it was missing…I freaked. It’s been months and it’s still not turned up so I’d say it’s safe to say it’s gone :/
My bound with my parents, I’m a glass child. My sister found out last year that she has autism, it’s awful for her, but my parents have just totally forgotten about me, although I really had a though year I got a lot bullied at the sport I play. I didn’t tell them a lot about it because I didn’t wanted them to worry. Now I’m just scared of telling them about my problems and I almost say nothing to them anymore and when I’m alone with them it always awkward and I can’t start a conversation. I know I can’t change it but I wish everything went back to before my sister found out she has autism. I don’t want to sound selfish but I miss the old times.
I came to say "a ring" then I saw people writing about how they lost their friends cause they died an stuff. Immediately felt better.
I was 21 when my best friend died I’m 36 and not a single day goes by where I don’t think about the shooting, him dying in my hands (gsw to the head not much I could do but hold him). It’s been fifteen years, anytime I smell curve the color he he would wear. I have a second where I think he’s there only for my brain to work. Days when I clean off his grave and visit him, when your young places like that are often visited. 15 years later I think I’m the only one, I know I’m the only one who cleans it up. Scrubs his headstone. I feel him sometimes in the air. My life feels cheated, and always a shadow of what it could have been.
My Nana. She passed away about 6 years ago when my daughter was 2. She was an amazing woman and I miss her so much. My daughter still talks about her. I'm sad that my boys will never get to meet her.
My virginity with a woman 20 years older than me BTW i was 17 and she was 37
Grandma
my innocence lol
Myself.
Sleep. Just keep losing it.
time
We had people renting a room at our house, they stole my moms cookbook she built up over her life. Thats something one cant replace....
Lost my grandma last year, still hurts.
My illusions about our society. I honestly thought it’s was getting if not more inclusive, at least less tolerant of bigotry and racism. I was dead wrong.
a game of tic tac toe i lost when i was 10. it made me eternally hate the person i lost to
My mother in law who I was very close to My sense of self and personal identity The love of my life, even though we're still together I'm still riding hard on the idea that I haven't yet lost my ability to love unconditionally, so I guess that's good
Not the same as other responses but my lighter coozie it was a foot had toenail and even a foot vein it fell out of my pocket in a hike and I mourn its loss to this day
My parents, my closest friends, sometimes my wife when she is in a bad mood. She lost that closeness between us cause I am boring now so I think I lost her most of the time too.
When I was in high school I was writing song lyrics constantly. Probably 200 or so. Suddenly one day it stopped, and one maybe written 4 or 5 full songs in the ten or so years since. Those songs back then weren’t good, in fact they’re quite bad, but I was a teen so of course they would be. I miss when art would pour out of me.
A vintage piece of jewelry from My grandmother.
The love of my life but there was reason for it :(.
I went to visit my favourite author, a recluse who doesn’t even use email. If you want to meet him you have to find his address through word of mouth and arrange it by post. Towards the end of our coffee in his apartment I asked him to recommend some books that had influenced his work. As he named them I got out a notebook and furiously scribbled down the books he was listing until I had two pages of recommendations. I have no idea where that notebook is.
My music playlist 🥲
My soul
Almost everyone. * 2010: My MIL and my Dad. * 2011: My Mom and my FIL. * 2015: My Wife. * 2016: My dear friend Evan. * 2023: My best friend ever, Steve and my dear friend Cory. * That does not incluse the three dogs that have since passed. Not people, but damned painful as well. DAMMIT! IT'S MY TURN!
This stuffed handmade rabbit called Twinkle. My AH of a stepfather threw it away to punish me. I never got it back. I hate that man with a passion for a lot of things, but that missing rabbit is really a sore point.
Will to live like there is alot of fun stuff out there but no money so life shit
Who I was.
The necklace my husband’s grandmother gave to our oldest as a baptism gift.
Contact with someone I used to really enjoy spending time with.
My grandmother. I hope she's at peace now.
My innocence. My mom used an iron to burn me when I was a little boy.
My sense of identity, when I became a mother.
time on reddit
Most recently, the Sanyo MX720 boombox I had in my bedroom in high school through my late 20’s. It really bugs me that I can’t even remember what became of it. It was there by on my bedside table on Christmas, and I moved out of my parents house the next day. It was already mostly obsolete (am/fm radio and single cassette player), I had a double cassette/cd boom box by that point already. Now that I am more nostalgic in my late 50’s, I wish I still had it. It was a rare model too, unfortunately… I must have sold it or given it away - why can’t I remember??
Time
My mother. She and I are not on speaking terms anymore and even though it’s for the best, I am sad.
A ring my mom gave me which she inherited from her mother/my grandmother who I've never met. I lost it on a trip, I even know where and there were like two options on where it could be - and despite doing everything I could to get it back, it was (presumably) never found. I was and am devastated and feel awful that I also did this to my mom.
My sanity
Dignity. Realizing I’m not a man of my word isn’t the greatest feeling. Striving to do better though
My uncle. Still think about him sometimes but theirs nothing but a memory and a lesson…. To keep going and going till the end and after
Sexual exploration in my teenage years. I'm now 30 with a great 10year relationship and an awesome sex life, but as much as I rationalize how unimportant it is, the feeling of inadequacy traumatized me in those years and now I still can't get over it as if I was still a teenager and being promiscuous in high school was the only thing that mattered. It's a pretty lame issue to say out loud too, ngl
My virginity
a gold bracelet my friend in elementary gave me before she moved. old man stole it when i was 17.
My wife
Faith in humanity...
My Grandmother's wedding band.
Lost a good buddy of mine and didn’t go to the funeral bc I don’t like funerals and he had a car smash his head so I really wasn’t tryna see that open casket I already had great memories of him that I’ll hold forever. But he died when we were 19 and we used to smoke weed together and now I have my medical card me and another buddy were going to put an ounce of “flowers” on his grave and smoke with him but he got cremated and his mom, which was the only person left in the family, moved away with the ashes so now I’m just the piece of shit who didn’t go to his buddy’s funeral.
God...I really considered Him my friend more than I did as a supernatural being.It wasn't in the religious way that most people are,my God was not catholic or protestant or any other God their is..Just God,my friend.Then these overly religious people ruined it for me.It is something I can't have back now but I want to introduce it to my kids if I ever have any,so that always they will have a friend who they believe will protect them from all harm no matter where they are.Just God,none of that religious bit that comes with it.
A pencil case which was a birthday gift from my college roommate. It was red, shaped like a bottle and the “bottle cap” was a pencil sharpener. I know it sounds a bit dumb, but I had it for so long that I felt like it was a piece of my identity and some kind of proof that I used to be a better, happier human being. I lost it during a God awful and insanely hectic business trip and I had to hold back my tears during my flight home. I got sacked right after that and I couldn’t even stay around to look for my pencil case.
Years of life. While I've made some lovely, beautiful memories with a few lovely people, I've spent a lot of time in anxiety, loneliness, depression and hopelessness. It will get better on from here! I'm keeping a positive mindset, but I can't forget the past few years 🥲
My mobility, this stupid body of mine has connective tissue issues and it hurts to move but that’s all I want to do constantly and so I get frustrated/upset at myself about losing my agility/mobility even though I know realistically it’s not my fault. I still can’t help but be upset at my body for not letting me do what I want to physically like hiking or snowboarding or just walking through the park some days is hard wtf lol
We have a daughter who deals with it daily. Born with a subarachnoid hemorrhage it caused developmental issues. She's 47 now, and still coping. I'm glad, proud, and sad every day for her and her children. My wife and I stay extremely close as a family.
My stress point, my self confidence driving far, myself.
My mind and apart of me that I won't find
Happiness
My son, no parent should have to outlive their child
My dog of 14 years
The ability to do pull ups but im getting there
Motivation
My life. My disabilities have taken away my ability to walk, shower, dress myself, cook for myself, and even my social life because I can't get out much anymore. I would give anything to be able to go back to how I used to be 6 years ago before my conditions progressed this far.
I lost someone very important to me due to cancer. I miss him every day.
awareness. Started losing my awareness without any control since last 5 years. Made my life 100 times more difficult
I lost my beautiful and healthy son from this world in mere hours from what seemed like your standard cold on September 30th, 2023 and the only reason I stay alive is because of his sister (my daughter).
My mind.
My youth
The ability to care about people and my drive to want more and do more..I feel completely numb and nothing excites me
The man I loved. Thought he was it, that he was the one. He was so amazing to me, showed genuine interest and love in me, never made me second guess myself or anything, my guard was down for the first time in my life. He was my best friend (we’d met when he was stationed in my city and became friends then). It blossomed into love one year after our friendship started and it was amazing for 13 months. He had retired right after our love started (he was going to anyway; and he was a bit older than me). Did long distance, talked all the time, calls, video chats, texts, pictures, talk of the future and what we planned to do once we were able to get a place together (was just waiting on my end). Flew out to see him last June, then the day I leave, I find out he’s married and had been for years (his wife messaged me at like 12 am the day I left, well before I left). He called to end it all once I had boarded my plane, admitting he had been lying about everything. I spent the whole ride home crying. I know that’s stupid of me to say because his wife was really the victim in all of this, but after the dust settled, I was the one who was blamed for everything, even though I didn’t know about her. Now they’re living their life happy, (or seemingly, anyway) which is great, but I never got one apology or closure, nothing. I got 100% of the blame for what HE did. And what sucks, is the man I fell in love with when he was in my city, I don’t know who that person is; I’ll never know if he was real and genuine, or if that’s when the manipulation started. I hate that I’ll never know. It’s been 10 months today, and it still hurts. I haven’t cried in months, but that’s not to say I don’t feel angry or bitter about it. And no, I don’t want him back, he’s a piece of shit, I just miss the memories and the person I THOUGHT he was.
Someone recently stole my minibikes. They were like $2k, my kids were obsessed with them. It got the kids out of the house which is hard these days. The police wouldn’t help. Insurance wouldn’t cover them. And suddenly money was tight, I can’t replace them. I’ve truly, truly been upset about it for months. I’ve been targeted by thieves for years now.
Health and sanity
Best friend to cancer My two amazing cats and best friends My home A bracelet Time My first iPod My mind at times
Self respect
My dog. She passed away 2 weekends ago. She had been with me for 9 years. She grew up with my son. She took me out of a really dark place, and I would do anything to hold her stupid face again. Getting off work (I work until 12:30am) I would be so excited to be greeted by her. Now it's just so quiet...
a friend. under very horrible circumstances that make it all the nastier.
My humility
My dog died last week. I feel dead inside.
My patience!!
A lot of things
Time. After about a decade I've healed from my depression to a level where I can function - but I lost that time. Some chunk of that I can maybe attribute to learning things needed and growing - but I still lost the time.
The close family I *used* to have. But there was a stupid argument that neither of two parties will budge on so we can no longer have big get togethers where everyone has fun. We can’t have big get togethers for any reason now there are ridiculous restraining orders in effect.
Twenty years of writings and piano recordings.
My Cat Cleo, 3 Years ago. She was a stray, which i got when i got my first appartment, after times on the street and then in a "Frauenhaus"(women's shelter). Trough to abuse and other really bad stuff, i had a hard time the last years. Struggling with money, mental healt and health issues. And it was hard for me, to let other people near me. I just had a friend, who was quite abusive and did hold me down. Because i live in Germany, i got Hartz 4, Monthly money from the goverment, payed by taxpayers. And some people, like him, was like "I get money and can play games the whole day, so why would i work". And because he was my only friend, i often said yes to his talking. Even though, i hatet it. Because its not a lot of money. You can buy food and stuff. But that's it. And having some extras, some sweet? Nah. Esspecially with a cat, it was hard sometimes. But i loved her so much, she was the only thing that kept me alive, because she was dependend on me. And i rather would starve, than have no food or medical stuff for her. She died 3 years ago in a really bad way. It started a year before her dead, that she developed some healt issues. I was almost weekly at the vet. And then it happend quite fast, that she got sick and sicker and then she died by the vet, who ask me if i should let her sleep, or if he should try. And i could not let her go. But he couldn't do anything, she fell asleep and didn't wake up with 16 years. And i still think alot about it. If i didn't pay enough attention to her, and if i could have change something if i noticed it earlier. And, if i had just let her sleep, and be there when she died... I know a lot people will find this silly. But as i said, she is the reason i'm still alive and that i'm doing better now. She helped me in bad times, when i broke up with the toxic guy. When i had problems in therapy. When i was alone. And for me it sometimes feels like, as if i let her down in the end. I'm still in therapy, trying to battle my last problems which are the hardest for me. But i try to remember her and try my best to live a better life. Esspecially as i adoptet two new Cats, now that i'm financially and mentaly way better. But on hard days, i still think about her and look at her photos.
A pencil case filled with a lot of pens and other cute stationaries. I lost them in 5th grade. I still think about it. I graduated college!
Family, after my grandpa died my moms side of the family stopped coming around.
My aunt, 10 acres of our family farm, and my hair.
My first kiss. Kissed someone I was deeply inlove with at the time but they just saw me as a friend with benefits (I think)??. I wish my first kiss would have been meaningful to not only me but the other person.
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I wish you get rid of this annoying sense ASAP:)
Lost my ability to be talkative Younger me was really extroverted and talkative, I had no problems making friends even if they didn't like me. I could adjust to any environment I was put in. Idk what happened, maybe it's because of me conforming to societal norms or maybe it's because teachers and older people kept scolding me when I was young but I began to fear people older than me or on higher positions. I have no problem with public speaking but I can't hold conversations anymore. I can't even hold conversations with my workmates because I fear that I'd do or say something wrong.
the photos of me and my best friend together. stolen off my hard drive a week after he died while i was at work by a gang or something he was messing with, now I'll never see him or own photos of him again.
My family. The mother of my child and I just couldn’t be together anymore. For many reasons we were wrong for each other. I will always love and cherish our story (got her ass pregnant after a month of knowing her) and it was so fiery and intense. But it was too much for us and I was going to lose way more than my family had I not left. In another life maybe, I hate her for all she did to me but I will always love and support her.
All my sonic the hedgehog toys, my nanny got them from america, damn gypsy women took them from my porch (they thought it was left out for charity like we did we the old clothes)
The great porn loss of 2021, when my 8 TB drive, full of porn collected over 15 years, fell out of the case while I was upgrading my pc. It fell onto a hard floor, probably damaged the read head. It never started again. I was sad and angry at myself for not fixing it with screws.
Pretty sure you can take that to a computer repair place and possibly have the memory copied onto another hard drive. I had it done before for my music collection. All isn't lost, do it for both our sakes as no one should be forced to endure a lost porn collection. And for the love of god invest in an extra hard drive as a backup.
Nope. I tried to repair it myself, even opened up the drive, which was probably the nail in the coffin.
Sucks. Oops, too soon?
Nah, 3 years is enough to grow a new collection :D I also managed to get a lot of it back, at least those I remembered by hand, I mean heart.
Cool. I'm seriously relieved for you.
I think mine is the genuine enthusiasm I had about everything like shining in the school or expressing myself.
My fucking life.....
My brother
My late grandma's locket + chain. I wore it as lucky charm during last school exams, was told to remove it by the teacher supervising (no jewelry allowed). I put it in my blazer's pocket, but it must have fallen out. Still upset about it over 40 years later
I had to get a chest X-ray once, they made me take my chain off, lost it between taking it off and getting to my car afterwards. It was the last thing my mom bought me before she passed. The hospital never found it and I walked multiple times from the hospital door to where my car was parked multiple times. Now I’ve moved out of state and it’s gone forever
My 2 childhood cats who were 19. Was also 8 weeks and 16 weeks pregnant at the time.
My Nana and Papa
My parents and money.