December 19, 2021:
What was the point of stealing from me?
Small and large. CDs, DVDs, tools, my dead mother's Swarovski. Guitars, cash, loans. Time.
The first stole as punishment. To teach me what happens when she feels crossed. The second stole from muscle memory, because she habitually steals, and that's who she is.
Why steal at all, when all material needs are guaranteed to be met?