~Hyokenseisou

I've been going through a really hard time the last four months....*sigh* Sometimes I really wonder why I even try? Because no matter how hard I try, they just keep coming up with something new and harder to knock me down with.

Today, when I came back from my bike ride, my mom asked me if I was in a good mood. She never asks me that. So right then and there, I knew something was up. And I have to say, my today was pretty darn good, up until she told me what happened. Because today, I slept in, went to work to hang out with co-workers and went for a bike ride, was greeted randomly by a random biker while biking, then went to meet up with my sister at her work, got called beautiful by a random stranger, watched Hancock with my sister which was awesome and funny as all hell, and went for a longer bike ride with my sister. Then I come home, and something's up (with my mom). All she kept asking was "Are you in a good mood? Are you happy? You should be proud..."

Wanna know what it was? Apparently, someone stole one of my drawings from my dads restaurant on sunday. She was so scared to tell me then, because of all the things that had been going on in my life right now. Understandable, yeah. But right now, I'm just really crushed. Because all my drawings are artwork, are a piece OF me; I put my soul into each and every one of those. That's why I never sell an original. So to lose one, kills. Worse yet, to have it STOLEN, feels even worse. I just don't understand why someone would do such a thing and steal something so important to me? If I thought life was hell and I lost a part of myself a week a bit ago, I was wrong. This is as bad as losing a family member or pet, to me.
This is the picture (AND frame) that was stolen:
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I doubt it, but if anyone ever sees this posted somewhere for sale, or ebay or whatever, please let me know....