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I plan on doing one more very thorough search of the house tomorrow before I call this man, but he's hardly going to admit he's a thief. So after that I will call the police but what can they do if I don't have any proof? I don't have any cameras in my house so it will just be my word against his. Granted there has been other times when I've come home to discover much more than just jewelry stolen, but having lost so much in my life my jewelry is really special to me. I am very sentimental, and the loss of it really hurts me.(sigh) SO tired and fed up with it all. 2011 has been one of the worst years of my entire life. It just figures that I couldn't enjoy the last few days of the year in relative peace. So I've got this crap to deal with in addition to everything else going on.
Between all the bad things that happened this year- deaths of several people close to me, my child's health problems, a marriage in its death throes, lost friendships, horrific flashbacks of sexual abuse, terrible living situation (house under siege from bird mites which are like little spiders that entered the house through a bird nest in the chimney and attacked us), and now this most recent robbery, I'm just worn down. I feel so defeated. I'm sorry for whining so much in this blog, but I have no other release available to me right now. My soul is exhausted. I have tried to be philosphical about what's been happening, but I just can't anymore. I'm tired of crying myself to sleep and just hoping things will be better in the morning, they never are.