Name a former possession of yours you still haven't gotten over?

[OneUmberJoker]

My first ever mobile phone

I loved the clothes from Jane Norman, I still have some pencil skirts and tiny knitted cardigan/bolero tops from there, they are packed away in my attic with boxes and boxes of clothes I should really get rid off but just can't bring myself to do it, I'll never fit into a size 8 again but at least I got to pass some of the low rise jeans to my niece.

A pair white Levis i wore to gigs and parties in the 90s.

They were signed and had messages written on by famous and not famous people we met.

Autographs included all of Nirvana, Primal Scream, Blur, Teenage Fanclub.

At some point in my life I decided they were naff and got rid. How stupid was that? Naff or not Kurdt Cobain had signed them! Now I'm older I'm nostalgic for my minging, beer stained doodle jeans.

I lost a pandora spiderman about 2/3 years ago from my in laws. I’m still always checking places for it, and bought a fake one to cover up 😭

My Miele washing machine. The purchasers wanted white goods included to improve their offer. This was five years ago. I still miss that machine, I’m still not over it.

When DM died and DF moved he threw out the photo box. All of our family photos - holidays, me as a baby and growing up. All gone. The worst thing is that when DF died and I cleared out his place, there were loads of photos of his that he'd kept. So he did recognise the value of photos when it came to his memories.
Edited to add that the photos he'd kept were of his life before he'd met DM or had children.

Another Polly Pocket one!

Mine was the cottage from Snow White, I remember it so clearly. The last time I saw it was when my Mum moved 12 years ago and had a little box of my stuff, she’s moved again since but I didn’t see it this time

I had a Holly Hobby rag doll plus a large Paddington bear the one with proper children's wellies. My mum gave them to a church sale and I really wish I still had them now. I wasn't very young when this happened maybe early twenties. Got Paddington from an ex boyfriend who she didn't really like. I would have passed them on to my neice.

I had a great jacket that I picked up in the sales. It cost me next to nothing but I loved it and it went with everything. One drunken night out I left it hanging on the back of a toilet door. I went back the next day when the pub re-opened but it was nowhere to be found.
I've never found another quite the same.

My mother knitted me a Kaffe Fasset cardigan. It took months and months and it was made very clear to me that this was a sacrifice (even if I didn't want it, I was getting it and would know the sacrifice that had been made). The first time I dutifully wore it I left it behind in a pub.
I couldn't tell her for years, she thought I didn't like it because I never wore it.
I still wake up in a cold sweat thinking about it, 30 years later!

My favourite cup that vanished. It was perfect for a nice cup of tea.

My 1st edition Charlie and the chocolate factory book . Signed personally to me when he visited the school! My mum said oh I’ve cleared some of your books out and taken them to charity shop!

@typicaltuesdaynight

I bought a necklace on holiday with my boyfriend, which I later wore on our wedding day. I wore it a lot, but not on the day he came to collect his stuff after we separated. He rifled through my jewelry box and took everything of value.

My friends were horrified he took my engagement and wedding ring, but it was the necklace that still bothers me. And of course because I don’t know whether he sold it or is “keeping it safe” I still harbour hopes of getting it back.

My father was a stamp collector and when he died in the 60s we were allowed to carefully leaf through the pages with these amazing stamps from all over the world - countries we'd never heard of! As we became older teens the stamp album 'disappeared'- I blamed the dodgy boyfriend of a sister but that was that, gone, never to be treasured again. I still think about it.

My Dunlop trainers that had holes in. Mum threw them out without telling me.
I loved those trainers.

Ha, yeah, if I'd bought enough of their glittery jeans to last a lifetime I'd have had to buy every size to allow for expansion.

I loved those tiny bolero cardigans too. We used to call them tit cardigans because that was all they covered.

People often comment that I must be freezing as I often go out without a coat/cardigan. The reason being I have left so many coats and cardigans in various places that I just don’t bother buying them now!

All my son’s baby photos from birth, including the actual birth. My ex husband took the device they were saved on when he left and refused to let me have copies. Just utter cruelty that affects my child too.

My toy F1 cars that my mum gave to the little boy from next door when i was about 4 because 'little girls don't play with cars'. Still pisses me off.

OMG - are you me?

Exactly the same thing happened to me with my grandmother's bracelet. In my case it was at a posh function and I had the venue staff make an announcement about it, noting the enormous sentimental value. Still no fucker came forward to hand it in. The worst thing is knowing that there is a high chance I knew the thief through working in the same industry. Absolute scum.

That's awful.

My cousin was called John Daniel and known as Jack. When he was born my uncle bought a bottle of Jack Daniels and kept it safe then presented it to him for his 21st at his birthday party telling the story.

By the end of the night someone had swiped it. I've never forgotten just how much that hurt my uncle deeply.

For me- well, I bought my first horse when I was about 15. I had a big riding accident at 19 and so loaned him to a riding school so he could be in work. About 6 months later the owner scarpered in the night trying to escape debts and she took about 8 of the horses with her- including mine.

My sister took up knitting about 30 years ago and knitted me a big warm cardigan. She was so proud of it! In a house move I stupidly decided I didn't really like it and donated it. Feel so sad about it all these years later. Hope it kept someone else warm and they appreciated it more than I did.

I had a set of 5 really nice side plates from Selfridges. I only have 2 now. I honestly don’t know what happened to the three except a former friend never returned one of them, other 2 no idea

That’s awful @ImamumgetmeoutofhereI feel really bad for you

I had something similar happen

As a child i lived with my grandad (there is a massive age gap between my father and his 3 siblings so to say they where not close is an understatement-i probably met them about 4 times in my childhood)

My narcissist mother didnt want me around and enabler father just went along with it so I was dumped off onto my darling grandad as his carer

When I was about 13,he started to get confused and it was dementia (id never heard the word before)

He was whipped into a home before you could blink

I didnt know any of this-as far as I understood he was just getting older and it was only a bit of confusion-id been his carer since I was a bit older a toddler so I could deal with that

My father's sister (as the only female) took the lead in arranging everything (but didnt tell anyone she was doing it) and part of this was to clear out his house

I came home from school to find she'd taken every single thing I owned and shoved it in a skip

School books,school uniform,my childhood toys,books,clothes,toothbrush,shampoo,san-pro-you name it,she skipped it and got very angry when I showed up expecting to come in and start our normal routine

She even refused to tell me where he was (she showed up to the nursing home twice in the 18 months he was in there-20 minutes in total)

Thankfully my friends mother was the head manager at the home and got a message to me via her at school

I had to walk back to my parents house and tell them I was staying there as grandad wasn't at home anymore-i remember the look of horror on my mothers face

What made it worse was my mother refused to replace some of what id lost (school books/uniform etc and i kept getting into trouble for not having them and school didnt believe 'all my stuff was chucked in a tip') and I had to work as a babysitter after school to earn the money to replace everything (she could afford it,she was just tight)

I had the clothes I was standing up in,my school bag,hairbrush and a few pairs of pants to my name

I had the last (ish) laugh-about 7 years ago,I finally signed up for eBay and I bought every single toy i could find-they live in my spare room (and ill never stop looking for a few other bits)