Well the title is pretty self explanatory, I'm 31 and my mother moved to another town, she asked me and my brothers to sort our stuff in two piles at the old house, the things that we were ok to give away and the things that we wanted to keep.

Fast forward a year later and I'm visiting my mother in her new place, I asked where my teddy bear was and she told me she gave it away.

It was the most important thing from my childhood, I could have lost everything else it would not have bothered me but this teddy bear was very important to me, it is linked to all my first memories, I wanted to give it to my kid if I have one in the future.

She kept all the other stupid meaningfull stuf like a rock that I picked on the beach but she gave the fucking teddy bear.

I'm feeling like I miss a part of myself that I'll never be able to recover and I've been feeling depressed about it for a week now, even tho I haven't had any depressive episode for at least a year.

I don't know if I want to forgive her, I talked about how much this teddy bear was important to me countless time. I really want it back but I know for a fact that I'll never be able to find him.

I'll miss you Prosper