Gone to Bluewater with my mum and her friend. Bit of a disaster.
Got the courage to tell her I lost my nan’s sapphire ring (I’m hoping it’s in some ridiculous corner of my house as I can pinpoint the 4 days in which it disappeared last month - RIGHT AFTER I’D BEEN ON HOLIDAY AND PUT IT IN A LOCKED BOX FOR SAFEKEEPING WHILE I WAS AWAY
) as she’s lost her earring. Several hours later and I’m trying on some clothes to see that my nan’s parrot broach, which is my 2nd favourite of the items she gave me after the sapphire ring, has fucking come off my cardigan at some point during the day

I’m this close to crying my eyes out. I feel so guilty and devastated that I’ve chucked away the things that make me feel close to my nan. Thought my dad was just being a cunt when he goes on about me losing everything but hey he’s right!!!
Feeling super triggered by how busy and noisy it is, and by people getting in my personal space. Rung lost property to register the missing items but doubt they will turn up. Just want to hide in bed for a month.