Bitterness at the loss of my clothes, and other things
I'm bitter today, I'm sorry to say. I'm just reflecting on the 6 months I spent with my and and I keep remembering all of the mysterious things that just "disappeared" on me.
For those of you who aren't aware, let me give you the lowdown. Long story short, I spent 6 months at my aunt's in New Hyde Park before moving back home with my parents. The day of my move, I come into my cousin's room (where I had been staying since she was away at college) and I see all of my things that I had neatly put in a storage bin in the basement a month prior in tiny white grocery bags! She dumped all my stuff out of the bin thinking it was *hers* when it was actually mine. I was incredibly ticked off, but not as ticked as when I realized that a good deal of my seasonal clothes were missing. Such as:
+ my only worn twice black $40 ralph lauren turtleneck
+ my gucci knockoff skirt which I loved to death
+ my $50 arden b green chiffon tank top
+ my white terry gap skirt i bought last season
+ 2 bras from the gap
+ my $75 makeup mirror my mother bought me
+ my $50 kenneth cole kitten heel sandals
+ my teal polo shirt from aeropostale
What the fuck happened to this shit? I'm not one to throw away anything accidentally, so is it possible my aunt took one of these bags and threw it away, thinking it was garbage? Whatever happened, I know this stuff was at their house and now it's gone gone gone and not one of my three cousins nor my aunt knows where any of it is.
I'm so mad. I also hate my aunt because whenever i see her, she doesn't even treat me like family: she completely ignores me! AND, to this day she seems bitter about the fact that I lived with her without paying rent, in which case she should have discussed that with me before I moved in if it was going to be such a huge frickin issue.
I just want my clothes back :(
For those of you who aren't aware, let me give you the lowdown. Long story short, I spent 6 months at my aunt's in New Hyde Park before moving back home with my parents. The day of my move, I come into my cousin's room (where I had been staying since she was away at college) and I see all of my things that I had neatly put in a storage bin in the basement a month prior in tiny white grocery bags! She dumped all my stuff out of the bin thinking it was *hers* when it was actually mine. I was incredibly ticked off, but not as ticked as when I realized that a good deal of my seasonal clothes were missing. Such as:
+ my only worn twice black $40 ralph lauren turtleneck
+ my gucci knockoff skirt which I loved to death
+ my $50 arden b green chiffon tank top
+ my white terry gap skirt i bought last season
+ 2 bras from the gap
+ my $75 makeup mirror my mother bought me
+ my $50 kenneth cole kitten heel sandals
+ my teal polo shirt from aeropostale
What the fuck happened to this shit? I'm not one to throw away anything accidentally, so is it possible my aunt took one of these bags and threw it away, thinking it was garbage? Whatever happened, I know this stuff was at their house and now it's gone gone gone and not one of my three cousins nor my aunt knows where any of it is.
I'm so mad. I also hate my aunt because whenever i see her, she doesn't even treat me like family: she completely ignores me! AND, to this day she seems bitter about the fact that I lived with her without paying rent, in which case she should have discussed that with me before I moved in if it was going to be such a huge frickin issue.
I just want my clothes back :(