[TX] My (37M) mother cracked the family safe while I was living and working out of state and sold my entire firearms, comic book, and baseball card collections for nothing

I was living out of state, working, doing my own thing. I came back to my family home to find that my mother (74) had completely lost it. There was mold in the house, no food, she had been urinating and defaulting herself for who knows how long. I got her into a hospital and started the process of selling my entire life back home to move closer to her.

A few weeks later (this past New Years), I found my family safe absolutely gutted. She stole an entire irreplaceable collection of antique and rare firearms and sold everything over the course of three or four trips to a local gun dealer without them even questioning her. My fathers retirement pistol, gone, my childhood rifles, gone, my grandfathers war pistols, gone, my custom leather goods and holsters, gone. She even took my entire stack of childhood books, comics, and baseball cards (and autographed memorabilia) from when my father was still here and sold them all for a measley $90.00. The firearms I’d say she got approximately $5,000 for what I’d estimate was $30,000 worth of firearms and equipment.

She has been fighting everything the doctors have tried to do for her, she ran off her home care people, and she has pretty much just given up on getting better, and I want nothing more but to leave and never see her again, but my own financial situation prohibits me from just leaving.

I have tried talking to these companies to get my property back, and I am not getting anywhere. I declined to press charges against my mother, but there is a detective working the case, but the communication has not been the best. The comic book store she sold my things to told me that since it was so long ago (around June of last year) that they weren’t going to help me, and now not even the gun shop will return my calls or emails.

I simply don’t know what to do. She’s my mother, but she absolutely robbed a huge part of my life when she stole those things from me, which were locked up, and NOT any single bit her property, and she just sold it away for nothing. My childhood memories, everything just gone, and I don’t know what to do.

I’m just so incredibly sad and I don’t know if I want to even try going on. I had to file bankruptcy last year after being rear ended by an underinsured driver, and now this little nest egg I had at my home is gone, stolen by my own mother.

I don’t know where to go, what to do. I’m afraid I won’t be able to pick these pieces up. She not only stole my things, she stole what little soul I had left when my own mother, my own flesh and blood just took the way she did. This woman was my champion, my mother, now it gags me just to see her face.

How does one go on. In 37 years of this woman being in my life, the hardest part of this all is feeling as if I've never known her.

TL;DR My mother (only family left) stole what little I had left in this life from me when I was already down. I'm suffering every day physically and emotionally from what she's done, and I dont know if I ever want to see her again.

Submitted April 08, 2019 at 06:27AM

I was living out of state, working, doing my own thing. I came back to my family home to find that my mother (74) had completely lost it. There was mold in the house, no food, she had been urinating and defaulting herself for who knows how long. I got her into a hospital and started the process of selling my entire life back home to move closer to her.A few weeks later (this past New Years), I found my family safe absolutely gutted. She stole an entire irreplaceable collection of antique and rare firearms and sold everything over the course of three or four trips to a local gun dealer without them even questioning her. My fathers retirement pistol, gone, my childhood rifles, gone, my grandfathers war pistols, gone, my custom leather goods and holsters, gone. She even took my entire stack of childhood books, comics, and baseball cards (and autographed memorabilia) from when my father was still here and sold them all for a measley $90.00. The firearms I’d say she got approximately $5,000 for what I’d estimate was $30,000 worth of firearms and equipment.She has been fighting everything the doctors have tried to do for her, she ran off her home care people, and she has pretty much just given up on getting better, and I want nothing more but to leave and never see her again, but my own financial situation prohibits me from just leaving.I have tried talking to these companies to get my property back, and I am not getting anywhere. I declined to press charges against my mother, but there is a detective working the case, but the communication has not been the best. The comic book store she sold my things to told me that since it was so long ago (around June of last year) that they weren’t going to help me, and now not even the gun shop will return my calls or emails.I simply don’t know what to do. She’s my mother, but she absolutely robbed a huge part of my life when she stole those things from me, which were locked up, and NOT any single bit her property, and she just sold it away for nothing. My childhood memories, everything just gone, and I don’t know what to do.I’m just so incredibly sad and I don’t know if I want to even try going on. I had to file bankruptcy last year after being rear ended by an underinsured driver, and now this little nest egg I had at my home is gone, stolen by my own mother.I don’t know where to go, what to do. I’m afraid I won’t be able to pick these pieces up. She not only stole my things, she stole what little soul I had left when my own mother, my own flesh and blood just took the way she did. This woman was my champion, my mother, now it gags me just to see her face.How does one go on. In 37 years of this woman being in my life, the hardest part of this all is feeling as if I've never known her.TL;DR My mother (only family left) stole what little I had left in this life from me when I was already down. I'm suffering every day physically and emotionally from what she's done, and I dont know if I ever want to see her again.