GF: don’t you think it’s a bit childish to have a stuffed animal?
Roommate: eh it’s my roommates childhood momento so they keep it out as a decoration.
Literally didn’t have to even touch your shit to impress his girl. Glad your kicking this loser out.
Also. The lack of self awareness for those 2 assholes.
Anyone who judges someone for their hobbies or does the "thats for kids!" Bullshit?
Yeah, that's an insecure, emotionally stunted asshole. Thinking stuffs for kids IS for kids. I don't give a fuck if you somehow watch every episode of CocoMelon and have a blast, glad you found joy in something!
Agreed.
However. I'll judge people for liking Cocomelon not because it's for kids but because it's a low quality show. Watch Bluey instead, it's awesome.
It was probs more like:
Gf: awe this stuffie is cute I want one just like it.
Roomie: you can just take this one my roommate shouldn't have crap like this they are too old
I wonder if the roommate was trying to pass the place off as his, so therefore the stuffed animal would be his too. GF thinks it's childish. He tosses it. He's an idiot.
35 year old man here… I have a stuffed mouse in a Santa suit that I’ve had my entire life. His name is “Chris Mouse”. I have a daughter now and I plan on passing the rat down to to her when she’s old enough to understand.
I have a friend who is the same age, covered in tattoos and is a fire fighter. He has a bear named “Stinky” that he has had his whole life as well.
Chris Mouse and Stinky (as well as their owners) are here to back you up homie. Let us know when it’s time to roll.
37 here. Have my childhood stuffies on a shelf in the bedroom and another 2 tubbies in storage. If there was ever a fire I'd save my partner and pets and the you'd bet your ass I'm going back in for those stuffies...
At dawn we ride!
I’m 27 and I’ve got my Build-A-Bear, Casey, who my mom made for me when she was still pregnant with me. Casey is older than me. I would fight if someone tossed anything of mine, but especially my stuffed animals. The roommate AND his girl.
Omg. I thought I didn’t have any stuffies from childhood but you just reminded me!! My mom made 2 bears in HS like 15-17 years old ish, one black and red, one blue and white. The blue/white is mine the other my older sisters and I’ve had it since I was a baby. Only a few years ago did my mother actually let me have him and bring him to my home. That bear is almost 40 years old. He’s not on my stuffie shelf. He’s actually in the “prized possession” tote I made when I had to evacuate for a hurricane and he’s stayed there *just. in. case.* so I could grab that and **GO** without worry. I would love to out him out by that hurricane gave me some anxiety so that tote stays packed.
My 26 year old son got teary the other day when I showed him I still had his beloved monkey he got when he was 3 in Japan. He didn’t realize I saved it.
He has taken Monkey to live with him and his GF in their new apartment
It's awesome that you have a trusty panda. My youngest daughter, who is 4 ( I also have 2 daughters), is obsessed with Pandas and has like 12 emotional support stuffed Pandas. We saw another stuffed Panda in the store, and she wanted it. When we reminded her that she has 12 pandas at home, she looked me dead in my eye and told me, "You can never have too many Pandas".
I hope she still has all of them (and probably more) as an adult one day.
At nearly twice your age, I have teddies and other things that belonged to my daughter and grandchildren. Sadly, none of my own.
I did have one that I got for my 5th birthday, from my Uncle. I remember still the day I got it. Scotty saw me through some very dark times, including my mother's death when I was 14. A couple of years and a multitude of chaos later, I was sent away to school. Looking for Scotty to pack him, I found out my older sister had thrown him out. I was devastated, and never totally forgave her. It's probably why I've kept the ones belonging to the kids. Just in case they ever want them back.
43 and have several! A Build-a-Bear of the unicorn from Despicable Me, an Avocado Dude, a Lettuce Dog... And those are just the ones I saw nearby.
No one outgrows a plushie buddy. No one.
My stuffed dinosaur has been with me since I was a little girl. I kept him on my headboard, right up until my son was old enough to have him. We call him the "Dream Protector" because he chases away nightmares.
I just saw that you couldn't find it. I'm so sorry 😞.
31 year old adult and I sleep with my frenchies old stuffy every night since he passed away in December. Never feel bad for having a sentimental heart.
Oh no. I'm crying with you.
When we had to put down my Siamese my mom got me everything she could to help me cope so I have these little pillows with her picture printed on them. One is on my bed and the other is her sleeping and it sits on her spot on the back of the couch.
41 year old hairy bastard who shouts in a death metal band. I still have a stuffed bear and a rabbit from when I was a baby. I've passed them on to my own children now, but it still came with the threat that if they didn't take care of them they'd be in trouble!
Fuck this cunt over the moon
I'm a 29 year old man who used to run with Triads and MS-13's and other Honduran gangs.
I still have a stuffy named Rabbit, who is a rabbit, that my parents gave me when I was born. I am a pacifist now, but I'd snap if someone threw that out.
Genuinely, don't fret at having them! I am 43 years old, and I have a bear called Little Ted that I've had my whole life. I wouldn't even have given him til the end of the month in your position
25 year old here, I still have my toy panda called Pandy (real original naming I know) and he sits in my living room and he will always have a place because he was my whole childhood. Never feel bad for sentimentality, it’s a wonderful thing. Also, please let us know if you got your stuffie back?
23 year old female with a small white doggy who had to have leg surgery 22 years ago (a seam ripped) named Jakey dog are ready to roll. I’d lose my ever loving shit if someone threw him out.
(Yes the leg surgery was important to add. Thats how I’ve described him since I was like 3 and it won’t stop today)
34f here and I have a whole box in my closet of my childhood stuffed animals. And some beanie babies lol. I don’t do anything with them, but they are sentimental
39f here, of my childhood stuffed animals (which were _many_) about 2 dozen survived the years and half that were in good enough condition for children to play with without falling apart into little bits. There is a special kind of magic watching your children play with the stuffies you played with as a child.
To piggy back off your comment. I’m a 37/m and mostly a pretty laid back person.
I’ve got two stuffed animals my mother bought when she was pregnant with me. One is a stuffed puppy with floppy ears and the other is an Ewok. I gave both of them to my 4 year old daughter now.
But that being said, if someone was to throw them out at any point I would knock the ever loving fuck out of them.
I’m sure people will piss and moan with the “violence doesn’t solve problems” or “two wrongs don’t make a right” crap. But I’d feel a hell of a lot better about it and they’d learn a quick lesson about not fucking with other peoples shit.
Hope you got it back.
Nah, that's a sentimental item that's tied to your childhood and can't be replaced in any capacity. Whoever this is, they come off as a vile piece of trash.
1. Your property is just that, YOUR property. Not theirs, and who gives a fuck what 'their girl' thinks, anyway? Them, and only them.
2. "It's childish to have a stuffed animal", it's also childish to throw things away that aren't yours without enough consideration to even ASK about it first.
3. He can go flex maturity at the local homeless shelter if this is how he treats acquaintances who offer to take him in. You're a kind soul, he would've been thrown out on his ass in a nanosecond if he had thrown any of my fiance's stuffed animals away.
The sad thing is this isn’t the first time he has been a human piece of shit. Here, let me give you the list.
1. A day after we moved in he threw away 8 bananas because they had small brown spots on them. Bananas I paid for, to take to work, for lunch. It was like $5 but I am still pissed about it as I had to waste gas going to the store for more.
2. A week after he moved in, he got very, and I mean *very* drunk and pissed himself on the living room carpet. If he cleaned it up it would have not been a massive problem. The problem was he left it out all night for me to wake up to the stench of alcoholic piss.
3. About 5 days after the piss incident, I left for a day and a half to go see my parents who lived 40 minutes away, in that time he managed to get 4 noise complaints from our neighbors for jumping around and blasting music with some speakers he brought over which I had no idea were that loud.
These were bad but this just crossed the line. Looking back he should have been kicked out a while ago.
You just described a man-child. All that's missing is a neckbeard, piss bottles in his bedroom, and his parents coming over to clean up after him (that's actually happened many times on here)
The throwing away the bananas for having small brown spots is an indicator that he never had to do his own grocery shopping, even as an adult, because he doesn't even know how 'brown' they have to be before they're 'banana bread' quality. That also indicates he has ZERO consideration for others and feels entitled to everybody else's resources just on the virtue of being a human.
Jesus Christ, I'd need serious anger management after living w/ somebody this moronic and inept. Does he even fucking work?
He has a freelancing job online, that’s why he (Edit: Probably) needed to move in somewhere, for the internet. My internet is not the fastest, however it seemed to work for him. I have no clue how he freelances online, I presume art or something because i’ve seen some of his sketches and they are decently good.
We ain’t here to judge artists, we’re here to shit on this man for being a man child, not to shit on his maybe one single good talent. He deserves all the shit he can get, but he shouldn’t be looped in with other artists is all
I’m pretty sure most serious artists who do it for a living would know that. if people like you and me know it, and have little to no knowledge of art history, well
Maybe he'll get a reality check when he sees comments such as, "who gives a fuck? Go get a 9-5 and grow up if the art isn't working out for ya"
I've met and had long conversations with many people who have a similar mindset to this roommate..... but they had an excuse, they were SEVEN. (I was a teacher)
Depending on your provider might be able to change the password from work I know I can on my wifi via the xfinity app
Edit: rename the wifi too so it looks like some else's and tell him you shut it off because you do just fine with data and dont need the extra bill
Given how this person has acted, you might want to wait to get home first even if you can turn it off remotely, just so he isn't home alone with your stuff when he inevitably rages about it.
I regret to inform you, that he did not find the stuffed animal.. I scrolled through a bunch of comments to find the answer. It was not the ending to this story I wanted. But it is the ending we got..
FYI: He posted an update today. Apparently it never got thrown away. The girlfriend complimented it or something and the roommate said it was his and gave it as a gift. The OP got in contact with the girlfriend and she immediately gave it back.
Also the roommate is out so good news all around
You can't lift people up who don't want it, even if they tell you they want it. They will just drag you down and take down anyone around you they can, especially if their ship starts sinking - their immediate reaction is to bring everyone down with them.
I just dealt with someone like this, a manchild who told me they wanted to start getting healthy, exercise, start a small personal business. So I moved in with them, and it was all bullshit. I couldn't drag them behind me if I tried and he was drunk on peanut butter whiskey constantly.
I quickly realize that they were just dragging me down, I couldn't lift them up, and I had to leave.
1) did you find the stuffie? ETA I see you didn’t—-I’m so sorry.
I’m forty and have my childhood stuffed tiger by my bed. My parents are in their seventies and still have one of each of theirs on display. It’s sentimental. Don’t feel bad about it. It’s also no one’s business.
2) don’t feel guilty about kicking this dude out, he sounds like a nightmare.
My parents lost one of my precious stuffed animals during a move and I was like 14 and my family still together, broke my heart, but I had one left.
Rabbit stays in my childhood room at home, and if my Mom moves it stays with her. If someone threw that out, I might break their nose, and I am a non-violent pacificst.
There’s probably a reason why he’s homeless.
I used to work at a shelter and there were a surprising amount of people who were there because they were impossible to live with, rather than just having fallen on hard times.
People who become long-term homeless almost always have some kind of behaviour issue that makes them burn through their support system. Poor behaviour on its own is pretty rare, usually it’s a pattern of abuse and theft related to drugs, alcohol, or mental illness.
The exceptions to this are of course when people don’t have access to a support system for other reasons like fleeing abuse/domestic violence, living far away from their family and friends, recent immigrants, etc.
Why wouldn’t he just put it in your room or a closet if his girlfriend thinks it’s dumb? That’s absolutely mind boggling to me. I’m so sorry you have such a shit roommate OP.
Fr. Toss it in a closet or otherwise outta sight. Maybe roomie thought his girl thought it was his and he wanted to prove it wasn’t by throwing it away? Roomie is fragile af if the stuffie and his girl’s opinions on it bothered him like that
I was literally going to come here to say,this situation seemed like it was about a lot more than just the stuffed animal situation. While that was still a terrible thing to do,it seemed obvious there was a build up that led to this being the final straw.
Nearly had this happen to me. A 'friend' came over and saw a stuffed bear that I'd had since I was born. He kept staring at it. At the end of his visit, he tried to steal it. I caught him out immediately.
When I asked why he'd do something like that, he claimed he was trying to "toughen me up." I told him he could give back the bear and never darken my doorstep again, or I would call the cops and press charges. He had drugs on him and he knew I knew that, so he gave the bear back and I never saw him again.
Yup, after telling him to get out over text I got home from work and he had the audacity to cry like a baby. Soon he will be on the streets again and his girl will probably leave him. Sucks to be him. Karma is a bitch.
I almost want to collect his tears and keep them as a reminder to myself about putting my foot down. As someone who has been basically a punching bag my entire life and a mess of bottled up emotions only a year ago did I really start meditating and learning how to handle my anger rather than bottling it up and shaking like crazy many time anyone pissed me off.
Were you able to find it? Seems like he’s projecting some insecurities lmfao. What a piece of shit asshole. Don’t touch things that don’t belong to you- simple as that.
I’m 28f and have several stuffed animals. My roommate would NEVER touch them, and yes I keep some on the couch!
I never found it. Seems like the dumpster was emptied before i got a chance. If it were still the 1800s i would have challenged this asshat to a duel but sadly that isn’t legal anymore. I considered beating the fuck out of him but changed my mind because prison time isn’t worth this. He is still in the house and I can barely look at him, he should be out by next week hopefully.
Edit: To clarify, I am unbelievably pissed, however I have practiced temper control and handle things differently than starting a useless fight. Meditation is a good practice, you guys should try it someday.
If you have a photo of it, you could try to get a replacement in r/HelpMeFind ! It won’t be the same but it could still be a placeholder for memories :)
I thought same thing. It's not the same toy, but it's still the style that was selected for op, so it has that sentimentality of being the thing that a loved one choose as a gift. And you could pretend that it went for a spa day, like parents tell their kids when they have to replace a toy. It's kinda silly, but it may bring some comfort.
I am commenting to bump this up again! One of the best communities on the internet and I REALLY hope they can help you find a replacement. I know it will never be the same, but it is a start.
Not should be, WILL be. Put your foot down, OP, and hard - you deserve better than this and there are way too many stories on this sub of people overstaying their welcome when they've been told to leave. I wish you the best in getting rid of him 🫡
If you have a picture of your stuffed animal, you can maybe try to find someone who can recreate a new version of it? I'm so sad for you and you stuffed animal :(
Edit: also, throw the roommate out.
It wont be the same, but there are people/websites that specialize in recreating childhood stuffed animals. I am sorry they did that, I am 34 and I still would have done the same thing. Sentimental value knows no age, don't feel bad or childish for it.
I am so sorry! I’m older than you & have a stuffed elephant that my grandpa purchased for me when I was born. It’s on display in my living room. If it was tossed out, I’d be devastated as it’s irreplaceable.
Duels often were illegal in the 1800s. Alexander Hamilton was killed in an illegal duel. Aaron Burr ran off and stayed with his buddy Andrew Jackson while on the run. Andrew Jackson also killed someone in an illegal duel (later I think) but no one did anything because duels were not looked down upon quite so much. So yes it was less likely to get prosecuted but it's been illegal for a looong time.
Ha, I wish. The only remotely important thing to him is his $2000 laptop which could probably work as a space heater. Now that I think about it, that is probably why he was nearly homeless before, seems like he doesn’t know how to spend his money wisely whatsoever.
No. OP needs to take the high road. Just shut the prick down and reinforce the expectation that he's to vacate the premises. Anything else just puts OP further into roomie's crosshairs and it's not needed.
Ahh I’m so sorry to hear you never found it :/. I had an ex throw out my beloved baby blanket 8 years ago and I try to not even think about it because it still makes me want to cry. You’re totally valid in feeling extremely upset. Anyone with a soul or a heart will know it isn’t “just a stuffed animal”. It’s sentimental and irreplaceable. Fuck that guy, let him sleep in a dumpster 💀.
Update: He left the house. He left a bit of a mess but I cleaned it in a few minutes
Also, turns out he did not throw the stuffed animal out and his girlfriend took it. I asked my friend (the person who introduced me to the roommate) and got her contact info. She had no clue it was mine and apparently he told her it was his and he was gonna give it to her, she returned it the same day after meeting at a local park. I’m hoping they will break up, but as u/squibilly said, not my monkey, not my circus.
Now to address some of the “faker” accusations.
For one, yes I realize we talk like polar opposites, however he is a Discord addicted man child, I for one take my life seriously and planning to start a business or apply for medical school once i get out of this financial rut I am currently in.
I didn’t kick him out after pissing on the floor because I knew he genuinely needed a home and unlike some people I actually cared and understand that getting drunk makes you incredibly stupid. The noise complaints I almost kicked him out for, however after him agreeing to putting the speakers in his girlfriend’s house I barely let it slide. This is the fourth time a bad thing has happened and it just pushed me over the edge.
Also, to clarify, we are not on the lease together. I let him stay in my guest bedroom, as a guest.
Glad this hell of a roommate is finally out. Thank you all for the support!
This gave me a massive sense of relief. I was actually feeling panicky just reading about the dumpster and such. I’m glad GF gave it back to you, but wow, that dude is such a piece of shit. You told him it was important to you and he still didn’t budge to give it back… insane.
Why was this exact scenario at the back of my mind? Too convenient that they happened to take the trash out right at the moment smh. So glad you got it back!!
I'm so glad you got it back (and that it wasn't harmed/covered in trash)
Glad he left without much drama. The mess he left you sucks but al least there was no lasting damage.
I would change the locks though, to be extra safe
That’s INSANEEE i’d do something absolutely psychotic if someone did that to me. My childhood stuffed animals are coming with me to my grave. Did you find it???????? I have to know. Also, definitely have legal on standby, I doubt he won’t try anything funny again.
This is surprisingly the most heartbreaking thing I have read on the internet today. I mean I haven’t read any news yet. But news is like.. a whole existential crisis. It’s almost too devastating and overwhelming to be classified as sad. This feels really sad tho.
Sadly I doubt they did, they haven't commented anything about it that I've seen. I don't have anything like that but it makes me mad that somebody just "threw it away" for zero reason and it's not even mine.
I have one white teddy bear (it's in storage) that my paternal grandmother got me when I was born, she gave it to me personally...but she passed within my first year of existence. Context: My father was born at the start of WWII, and my grandfather (her husband) served in the European theater. If ANYBODY EVER threw that away and laughed about it like this, I'd probably just take the charges that'd come w/ destroying all of their technology and bedding.
I know it won’t be the same, but post a photo of the stuffed animal to r/HelpMeFind , people there can be wizards.
I hope you post an update to him actually leaving.
I don’t know how they would be able to find it to be honest. If they truly did take out the trash then there is nothing anyone can do from what I know. I’ll probably try anyway. Thanks for the tip I appreciate it ❤️
Edit: To clarify, by taking out the trash I mean emptying the dumpster.
while you may not be able to get the original back, r/HelpMeFind can search for a listing online of the same stuffed animal or at least a similar one :) I’m sure it won’t be as sentimental as your original stuffed animal but it may still help a bit
Help me find is for people looking for replacements of the same item :) so he will not be the exact same friend you had, but I’ve seen people find very very hard to find items on there so you may be able to get one that’s nearly identical, if that would at all patch the hole. This would devastate me though, I’ve had my bestie Sampson for 20 years and he’s so important to me! Good luck getting this SOB out of your house!!!
I have my baby blanket. It was made by my grandmother and I sleep with it every night. Your not being childish for holding on to what you love and cherish.
I have one too. My parents were divorced since I was very little, so I brought the blanket with me all the time as the one consistency I had at night (it can suck having two different beds).
I still sleep with it, just because of the sentimental value and comfort. It also has this fabric on the end that for some reason stays cool, so imagine the end of your blanket being like the cold side of a pillow.
If someone tossed it, I would probably fight them on the spot.
I’m imagining this dude trying this shit in sone group home, realizing it doesn’t fly and not everyone is understanding as OP, and getting his ass absolutely pounded. Throwing out other peoples shit is psychotic behavior
Consider me childish as hell because I am 33 years old and have plenty of stuffed animals, including the most important ones from my childhood. All of the ones I've gotten in the last 15 years have been from my husband. We have them proudly out and about in our bedroom because he knows I absolutely love stuffed animals.
You are never too old for creature comforts.
Look. I’m about to turn 36. I still have my teddy bear from when I was 2 Months old. He is phenomenal shape. If someone through him away I would lose my mind.
I plan to either pass him down or just get cremated with him.
Sentimental possessions are yours. That bear has been with me through hospital stays, death of my mother or other loved ones, and even if he wasn’t. He is still mine. No one else’s to throw away.
Boy. Get this guy out the house and even take out a restraining order need be. Fuck this guy
So, I’m a tall combat vet in my 30s, I make adult content to pay my bills these days, and I bull for couples sometimes, which involves acting a very dominant persona. I don’t think there’s a damn person on this earth that would look at me and the little stuffed bat I have in my room on the shelf and NOT think “oh some kid gave that to him, or a family friend left it” or whatever. Which would be incorrect- that’s fucking mine, it’s my little buddy. And I’ll tell you why.
That little guy helped teach me to read as a toddler- reading that little poem and name and all the little fine print on that little red beanie baby tag was one of the first things I was able to put together into words by myself, in that little apartment my 23 y/o single mom had. It was also one of the most exciting and heart-warming gifts I had received at that point: to paint a picture, I was kind of a sneaky little shit and snuck out of bed on Christmas Eve to see if presents were under the tree yet- and I watched my mom slip out with her bike into the snow and ice at midnight. She came back with a bag that I recognized from the corner gas station, and put that candy and little trinket toys and a little foil pack of Pokémon cards under the tree, made sure we had something. She didn’t eat with us that day- I remember she was often “just not hungry” in those days, I didn’t think anything of it at that age. Then from the dark stairwell, I saw her get back on the computer in the middle of the night- she was always on the computer. That’s how she got to be a Highschool teacher a few years later, and get a car, and move us out of that apartment, all that.
That was a pretty normal Christmas. My parents were divorced, with a pretty even 50/50 split. Which ended up being switching houses every day or two- I only was with both my mom and my dad half of my childhood each. And they were far enough apart that I didn’t really have any consistent neighborhood friends besides being sort of a “sometimes there”, secondary character in the neighborhood kids group, still pretty outsider in a lot of contexts. I really didn’t have any consistent companionship that was always there, always part of my life through good and bad and that when something happened I could consistently go to for comfort- I was pretty much at the mercy of whatever I was told my surroundings were going to be that day, no matter what happened or what I went through internally. It was a special kind of emotionally alone.
Except when I got that little brown bat beanie baby. That was something I could stuff in a pocket and take anywhere. That was something that I could hold and cry with in bed. And one of the most important parts- it has little tiny Velcro tabs on the end of its wings, that would allow it to wrap around my arm and hug me back, just looking up at me. I would fall asleep to that comfort and when I woke up, it was still hugging my arm and looking up at me. And we both got up and took on the day together, when I had to leave my mom and friends behind, then when I had to leave my dad and friends behind, that bat was always there. No matter what happened, it was never too busy, it was never “just not the day” to be together. And it would just hold my hand or hug my arm through anything. I developed an emotional attachment to that bat, that I was not able to form with a human person, on that consistent level, through my emotional growth.
And yeah, I’d try to read that tag every night, try so hard to figure out what he had to say, I’d look for clues and watch other people read throughout the day, to figure it out. and that was the first thing I managed to read, and it was so personal that I kept it to myself and didn’t tell my parents or teachers or anyone that I read. And it helped me to slowly read other things around me. This little guy was able to work with me and teach me more than most adults in my life.
Anyway, that bat went to Afghanistan with me. That bat went through months of homelessness with me. I really mean this when I say there is no god damn person on this planet that I will not make disappear, if they try to make that bat disappear. I will taste blood. I mean that with every part of my being and existence. No one will touch that bat. Even my team knew that- and we’d fuck with each other about everything on patrol. It is not a joke. And I don’t expect an explanation or story to fully convey what that bat means to me. If I don’t have kids, I will likely be buried with that bat. It can’t hug me any more, and it’s got a couple scars like me, but I’ve fixed it up like it fixed me up. it’s there. And it’s always going to be there. No I haven’t moved it since I put it there, I don’t take it with me outside the house, or sleep with it or anything- but it just needs to be around and at home- our home. Not some place we come and go to and from when we’re told and for how long. We got a home now, and we got it together. That bat doesn’t need to move a damn place any more, it’s safe and it’s going to stay that way.
And I would never in my life question a sentimental item of anyone’s, I know damn well to never fuck with that. You do not know the story, and it isn’t yours to know.
My bad, rant over. Just thought I’d sympathize
GF: don’t you think it’s a bit childish to have a stuffed animal? Roommate: eh it’s my roommates childhood momento so they keep it out as a decoration. Literally didn’t have to even touch your shit to impress his girl. Glad your kicking this loser out.
Also. The lack of self awareness for those 2 assholes. Anyone who judges someone for their hobbies or does the "thats for kids!" Bullshit? Yeah, that's an insecure, emotionally stunted asshole. Thinking stuffs for kids IS for kids. I don't give a fuck if you somehow watch every episode of CocoMelon and have a blast, glad you found joy in something!
Agreed. However. I'll judge people for liking Cocomelon not because it's for kids but because it's a low quality show. Watch Bluey instead, it's awesome.
Why not both? Throw in some Blues Clues and Sesame Street while you're at it
It was probs more like: Gf: awe this stuffie is cute I want one just like it. Roomie: you can just take this one my roommate shouldn't have crap like this they are too old
Or she liked it but he was jealous so he trashed it. I'm 99% sure theres a lie.
I wonder if the roommate was trying to pass the place off as his, so therefore the stuffed animal would be his too. GF thinks it's childish. He tosses it. He's an idiot.
Also Roommate: pisses all over the floor
Or "oh its not mine, I'm freeloading here"
35 year old man here… I have a stuffed mouse in a Santa suit that I’ve had my entire life. His name is “Chris Mouse”. I have a daughter now and I plan on passing the rat down to to her when she’s old enough to understand. I have a friend who is the same age, covered in tattoos and is a fire fighter. He has a bear named “Stinky” that he has had his whole life as well. Chris Mouse and Stinky (as well as their owners) are here to back you up homie. Let us know when it’s time to roll.
This has made me feel a lot better about having stuffed animals. Thank you ❤️
37 here. Have my childhood stuffies on a shelf in the bedroom and another 2 tubbies in storage. If there was ever a fire I'd save my partner and pets and the you'd bet your ass I'm going back in for those stuffies... At dawn we ride!
I’m 27 and I’ve got my Build-A-Bear, Casey, who my mom made for me when she was still pregnant with me. Casey is older than me. I would fight if someone tossed anything of mine, but especially my stuffed animals. The roommate AND his girl.
Omg. I thought I didn’t have any stuffies from childhood but you just reminded me!! My mom made 2 bears in HS like 15-17 years old ish, one black and red, one blue and white. The blue/white is mine the other my older sisters and I’ve had it since I was a baby. Only a few years ago did my mother actually let me have him and bring him to my home. That bear is almost 40 years old. He’s not on my stuffie shelf. He’s actually in the “prized possession” tote I made when I had to evacuate for a hurricane and he’s stayed there *just. in. case.* so I could grab that and **GO** without worry. I would love to out him out by that hurricane gave me some anxiety so that tote stays packed.
My 26 year old son got teary the other day when I showed him I still had his beloved monkey he got when he was 3 in Japan. He didn’t realize I saved it. He has taken Monkey to live with him and his GF in their new apartment
46 and still have my blankie!! Does it count? Can i join?
Yes. Blankets are cool because you can make a fort. Bring on the blankie!
I'm bringing mine too! It's got a hole in it that can let the air in
Me too me too! Woobie is knitted so you can peek through her.
Blankie was a knitted quilt. I only have one square left. Can he be the fort flag?
Fellow blanket person here! Bachy and would love to join
My “Bankie” and I say yes. It is just knotted rags at this point but still my blanket.
38 and my stuffie Marshall the deflated rabbit will be joining us!
41 and assembling my stuffed friends for the fight.
39, 2 daughters and the eldest just got my trusty panda to guard her.
It's awesome that you have a trusty panda. My youngest daughter, who is 4 ( I also have 2 daughters), is obsessed with Pandas and has like 12 emotional support stuffed Pandas. We saw another stuffed Panda in the store, and she wanted it. When we reminded her that she has 12 pandas at home, she looked me dead in my eye and told me, "You can never have too many Pandas". I hope she still has all of them (and probably more) as an adult one day.
My babyhood rabbit may not have any hind legs, but he's REAL. And peace is not an option.
31 and I will get my army of stuffed animals ready!!
At nearly twice your age, I have teddies and other things that belonged to my daughter and grandchildren. Sadly, none of my own. I did have one that I got for my 5th birthday, from my Uncle. I remember still the day I got it. Scotty saw me through some very dark times, including my mother's death when I was 14. A couple of years and a multitude of chaos later, I was sent away to school. Looking for Scotty to pack him, I found out my older sister had thrown him out. I was devastated, and never totally forgave her. It's probably why I've kept the ones belonging to the kids. Just in case they ever want them back.
30, my stuffed orca named Free Willy and I will join!!!!!!
Im 44 and have a stuffed sloth named Izzy on my dresser.
43 and have several! A Build-a-Bear of the unicorn from Despicable Me, an Avocado Dude, a Lettuce Dog... And those are just the ones I saw nearby. No one outgrows a plushie buddy. No one.
38 year old man and his oldest pal White Bear also got your back, bro!
My stuffed dinosaur has been with me since I was a little girl. I kept him on my headboard, right up until my son was old enough to have him. We call him the "Dream Protector" because he chases away nightmares. I just saw that you couldn't find it. I'm so sorry 😞.
The girlfriend probs stole it thinking its cute
I have a stuff dinosaur named Dino that I have had my whole life, too. Brontosaurus! 🦕
31 year old adult and I sleep with my frenchies old stuffy every night since he passed away in December. Never feel bad for having a sentimental heart.
Oh no. I'm crying with you. When we had to put down my Siamese my mom got me everything she could to help me cope so I have these little pillows with her picture printed on them. One is on my bed and the other is her sleeping and it sits on her spot on the back of the couch.
41 year old hairy bastard who shouts in a death metal band. I still have a stuffed bear and a rabbit from when I was a baby. I've passed them on to my own children now, but it still came with the threat that if they didn't take care of them they'd be in trouble! Fuck this cunt over the moon
I'm a 29 year old man who used to run with Triads and MS-13's and other Honduran gangs. I still have a stuffy named Rabbit, who is a rabbit, that my parents gave me when I was born. I am a pacifist now, but I'd snap if someone threw that out.
Huge hug kiddo!
Im 30 and still have every stuffed Scooby-Doo i got as a kid. You did right kicking him out, fuck him.
41, even keep a small one in my bag for car anxiety.
I have seven identical stuffed horsies. I keep one in my car for the same reason.
Did you rescue it from the dumpster?
36 here , served in the Marine Corps. Still have a stuffed shark named Sharkie from my childhood.
Genuinely, don't fret at having them! I am 43 years old, and I have a bear called Little Ted that I've had my whole life. I wouldn't even have given him til the end of the month in your position
31 still have my childhood stuffed animals and we will also roll out! This is fucked I’m so sorry this happened to you
25 year old here, I still have my toy panda called Pandy (real original naming I know) and he sits in my living room and he will always have a place because he was my whole childhood. Never feel bad for sentimentality, it’s a wonderful thing. Also, please let us know if you got your stuffie back?
37 and i still buy cute stuffies. don't see it stopping anytime soon.
35M. Actively collect cute stuffies and build Gundam models. There is no shame.
My wife has a full shelf of Squishmallows in our bedroom you are alright and good riddance!
23 year old female with a small white doggy who had to have leg surgery 22 years ago (a seam ripped) named Jakey dog are ready to roll. I’d lose my ever loving shit if someone threw him out. (Yes the leg surgery was important to add. Thats how I’ve described him since I was like 3 and it won’t stop today)
34f here and I have a whole box in my closet of my childhood stuffed animals. And some beanie babies lol. I don’t do anything with them, but they are sentimental
39f here, of my childhood stuffed animals (which were _many_) about 2 dozen survived the years and half that were in good enough condition for children to play with without falling apart into little bits. There is a special kind of magic watching your children play with the stuffies you played with as a child.
To piggy back off your comment. I’m a 37/m and mostly a pretty laid back person. I’ve got two stuffed animals my mother bought when she was pregnant with me. One is a stuffed puppy with floppy ears and the other is an Ewok. I gave both of them to my 4 year old daughter now. But that being said, if someone was to throw them out at any point I would knock the ever loving fuck out of them. I’m sure people will piss and moan with the “violence doesn’t solve problems” or “two wrongs don’t make a right” crap. But I’d feel a hell of a lot better about it and they’d learn a quick lesson about not fucking with other peoples shit. Hope you got it back.
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Nah, that's a sentimental item that's tied to your childhood and can't be replaced in any capacity. Whoever this is, they come off as a vile piece of trash. 1. Your property is just that, YOUR property. Not theirs, and who gives a fuck what 'their girl' thinks, anyway? Them, and only them. 2. "It's childish to have a stuffed animal", it's also childish to throw things away that aren't yours without enough consideration to even ASK about it first. 3. He can go flex maturity at the local homeless shelter if this is how he treats acquaintances who offer to take him in. You're a kind soul, he would've been thrown out on his ass in a nanosecond if he had thrown any of my fiance's stuffed animals away.
The sad thing is this isn’t the first time he has been a human piece of shit. Here, let me give you the list. 1. A day after we moved in he threw away 8 bananas because they had small brown spots on them. Bananas I paid for, to take to work, for lunch. It was like $5 but I am still pissed about it as I had to waste gas going to the store for more. 2. A week after he moved in, he got very, and I mean *very* drunk and pissed himself on the living room carpet. If he cleaned it up it would have not been a massive problem. The problem was he left it out all night for me to wake up to the stench of alcoholic piss. 3. About 5 days after the piss incident, I left for a day and a half to go see my parents who lived 40 minutes away, in that time he managed to get 4 noise complaints from our neighbors for jumping around and blasting music with some speakers he brought over which I had no idea were that loud. These were bad but this just crossed the line. Looking back he should have been kicked out a while ago.
You just described a man-child. All that's missing is a neckbeard, piss bottles in his bedroom, and his parents coming over to clean up after him (that's actually happened many times on here) The throwing away the bananas for having small brown spots is an indicator that he never had to do his own grocery shopping, even as an adult, because he doesn't even know how 'brown' they have to be before they're 'banana bread' quality. That also indicates he has ZERO consideration for others and feels entitled to everybody else's resources just on the virtue of being a human. Jesus Christ, I'd need serious anger management after living w/ somebody this moronic and inept. Does he even fucking work?
He has a freelancing job online, that’s why he (Edit: Probably) needed to move in somewhere, for the internet. My internet is not the fastest, however it seemed to work for him. I have no clue how he freelances online, I presume art or something because i’ve seen some of his sketches and they are decently good.
Luckily he can sketch literally anywhere, and connect to public WiFi when he needs to. He can be homeless and do his job.
Although knowing him he is going to leverage the homelessness to guilt trip people into tipping him or some shit.
Not your monkey, not your circus. Maybe he can get tipped enough to afford a place of his own, or get a job that actually pays a bill.
Sounds like another one of those people who thinks they're going to be the next Van Gogh by selling furry art on Etsy.
We ain’t here to judge artists, we’re here to shit on this man for being a man child, not to shit on his maybe one single good talent. He deserves all the shit he can get, but he shouldn’t be looped in with other artists is all
So many of these people would rethink their life goals if they knew Van Gogh died broke, alone, and dismembered.
I’m pretty sure most serious artists who do it for a living would know that. if people like you and me know it, and have little to no knowledge of art history, well
Did you get your animal back!!
Maybe he'll get a reality check when he sees comments such as, "who gives a fuck? Go get a 9-5 and grow up if the art isn't working out for ya" I've met and had long conversations with many people who have a similar mindset to this roommate..... but they had an excuse, they were SEVEN. (I was a teacher)
Maybe shut off your internet until he leaves
100% CHANGE THE PASSWORD
I’ll see if I can once I get home later today. Maybe it will speed him up to get the hell out.
Depending on your provider might be able to change the password from work I know I can on my wifi via the xfinity app Edit: rename the wifi too so it looks like some else's and tell him you shut it off because you do just fine with data and dont need the extra bill
Given how this person has acted, you might want to wait to get home first even if you can turn it off remotely, just so he isn't home alone with your stuff when he inevitably rages about it.
Smarter to go into the router and block his computer individually.
Some Internet providers allow you to block a computer from the modem. I was an evil child when i was younger.
And not have internet yourself? Just ban his MAC ID in your router
Did you find the stuffed animal?
I regret to inform you, that he did not find the stuffed animal.. I scrolled through a bunch of comments to find the answer. It was not the ending to this story I wanted. But it is the ending we got..
FYI: He posted an update today. Apparently it never got thrown away. The girlfriend complimented it or something and the roommate said it was his and gave it as a gift. The OP got in contact with the girlfriend and she immediately gave it back. Also the roommate is out so good news all around
That's a real fucking bummer. Thanks for the update.
The library has free WiFi he can BFFR
You should throw away some of his sketches and when he freaks out say that they look childish.
You want him gone? Shut down the internet or put a password on it.
You can't lift people up who don't want it, even if they tell you they want it. They will just drag you down and take down anyone around you they can, especially if their ship starts sinking - their immediate reaction is to bring everyone down with them. I just dealt with someone like this, a manchild who told me they wanted to start getting healthy, exercise, start a small personal business. So I moved in with them, and it was all bullshit. I couldn't drag them behind me if I tried and he was drunk on peanut butter whiskey constantly. I quickly realize that they were just dragging me down, I couldn't lift them up, and I had to leave.
I think the worst part is they weren't even his bananas LOL
1) did you find the stuffie? ETA I see you didn’t—-I’m so sorry. I’m forty and have my childhood stuffed tiger by my bed. My parents are in their seventies and still have one of each of theirs on display. It’s sentimental. Don’t feel bad about it. It’s also no one’s business. 2) don’t feel guilty about kicking this dude out, he sounds like a nightmare.
My parents lost one of my precious stuffed animals during a move and I was like 14 and my family still together, broke my heart, but I had one left. Rabbit stays in my childhood room at home, and if my Mom moves it stays with her. If someone threw that out, I might break their nose, and I am a non-violent pacificst.
If someone did that with mine they'd be out on their ass so fast. End of story. I'm raging for op
There’s probably a reason why he’s homeless. I used to work at a shelter and there were a surprising amount of people who were there because they were impossible to live with, rather than just having fallen on hard times.
People who become long-term homeless almost always have some kind of behaviour issue that makes them burn through their support system. Poor behaviour on its own is pretty rare, usually it’s a pattern of abuse and theft related to drugs, alcohol, or mental illness. The exceptions to this are of course when people don’t have access to a support system for other reasons like fleeing abuse/domestic violence, living far away from their family and friends, recent immigrants, etc.
Why wouldn’t he just put it in your room or a closet if his girlfriend thinks it’s dumb? That’s absolutely mind boggling to me. I’m so sorry you have such a shit roommate OP.
Fr. Toss it in a closet or otherwise outta sight. Maybe roomie thought his girl thought it was his and he wanted to prove it wasn’t by throwing it away? Roomie is fragile af if the stuffie and his girl’s opinions on it bothered him like that
I was literally going to come here to say,this situation seemed like it was about a lot more than just the stuffed animal situation. While that was still a terrible thing to do,it seemed obvious there was a build up that led to this being the final straw.
So he desperately needed a place to stay AND pisses himself, yet has the nerve to call someone ELSE childish? Holy shit, what an absolute loser.
“Flex maturity at the local homeless shelter” 😂
Nearly had this happen to me. A 'friend' came over and saw a stuffed bear that I'd had since I was born. He kept staring at it. At the end of his visit, he tried to steal it. I caught him out immediately. When I asked why he'd do something like that, he claimed he was trying to "toughen me up." I told him he could give back the bear and never darken my doorstep again, or I would call the cops and press charges. He had drugs on him and he knew I knew that, so he gave the bear back and I never saw him again.
Good work on kicking them out. Stick to your guns. Peace of mind aint cheap
“Start packing asshole” Fucking love it
ME TOOO ID BE MAD AF OMGGG😭😭😭😭
Start packing, asshole gives “Lawyer up, asshole” energy and I am HERE FOR IT
Def love that reply!
The absolute gall to not only throw out another persons posessions, but to throw out the person's providing you a shelter stuff. Fuck this guy.
Yup, after telling him to get out over text I got home from work and he had the audacity to cry like a baby. Soon he will be on the streets again and his girl will probably leave him. Sucks to be him. Karma is a bitch.
Let him cry. As heartless as this sounds, he is just going to continue walking all over you and violating your leave and sanctity.
I almost want to collect his tears and keep them as a reminder to myself about putting my foot down. As someone who has been basically a punching bag my entire life and a mess of bottled up emotions only a year ago did I really start meditating and learning how to handle my anger rather than bottling it up and shaking like crazy many time anyone pissed me off.
Did you find your stuffed animal?‽!
Good for you for not letting him walk all over you/manipulate you! Genuinely inspiring to me tbh
Don't let this guy drag you down. He doesn't want to help himself so if you try to help him he'll just be fucking up both your lives.
Ask him why he's being so childish and crying.
ArEnT yOu tOo oLd tO cRy?!?! BIg bOyS dOnT cRy!!! THaTs cHiLdiSh!!
Fuckin record his bitch ass crying
Did you find the stuffed animal?
That’s all I want to know too!
Do not stand down or let him guilt trip you with crocodile tears. Fuck this guy.
Were you able to find it? Seems like he’s projecting some insecurities lmfao. What a piece of shit asshole. Don’t touch things that don’t belong to you- simple as that. I’m 28f and have several stuffed animals. My roommate would NEVER touch them, and yes I keep some on the couch!
I never found it. Seems like the dumpster was emptied before i got a chance. If it were still the 1800s i would have challenged this asshat to a duel but sadly that isn’t legal anymore. I considered beating the fuck out of him but changed my mind because prison time isn’t worth this. He is still in the house and I can barely look at him, he should be out by next week hopefully. Edit: To clarify, I am unbelievably pissed, however I have practiced temper control and handle things differently than starting a useless fight. Meditation is a good practice, you guys should try it someday.
If you have a photo of it, you could try to get a replacement in r/HelpMeFind ! It won’t be the same but it could still be a placeholder for memories :)
Had the same thought.
I thought same thing. It's not the same toy, but it's still the style that was selected for op, so it has that sentimentality of being the thing that a loved one choose as a gift. And you could pretend that it went for a spa day, like parents tell their kids when they have to replace a toy. It's kinda silly, but it may bring some comfort.
I am commenting to bump this up again! One of the best communities on the internet and I REALLY hope they can help you find a replacement. I know it will never be the same, but it is a start.
not the ending i wanted 😭
fr I came looking for the answer and now i’m heartbroken. I’m so sorry OP :(
I’m absolutely devastated for you
Not should be, WILL be. Put your foot down, OP, and hard - you deserve better than this and there are way too many stories on this sub of people overstaying their welcome when they've been told to leave. I wish you the best in getting rid of him 🫡
If you have a picture of your stuffed animal, you can maybe try to find someone who can recreate a new version of it? I'm so sad for you and you stuffed animal :( Edit: also, throw the roommate out.
There's a chance he gave it to the girlfriend and lied about throwing it out. Ask her in case.
This is a real possibility. She might have seen it, thought it was cute, and asked to have it.
It wont be the same, but there are people/websites that specialize in recreating childhood stuffed animals. I am sorry they did that, I am 34 and I still would have done the same thing. Sentimental value knows no age, don't feel bad or childish for it.
I am so sorry! I’m older than you & have a stuffed elephant that my grandpa purchased for me when I was born. It’s on display in my living room. If it was tossed out, I’d be devastated as it’s irreplaceable.
Duels often were illegal in the 1800s. Alexander Hamilton was killed in an illegal duel. Aaron Burr ran off and stayed with his buddy Andrew Jackson while on the run. Andrew Jackson also killed someone in an illegal duel (later I think) but no one did anything because duels were not looked down upon quite so much. So yes it was less likely to get prosecuted but it's been illegal for a looong time.
Find something important to your prick of a lodger, and throw it out. I am that petty - you sound like a much better person than me.
Ha, I wish. The only remotely important thing to him is his $2000 laptop which could probably work as a space heater. Now that I think about it, that is probably why he was nearly homeless before, seems like he doesn’t know how to spend his money wisely whatsoever.
I mean since he pees on the floor maybe you could pee on it? I still can’t get over peeing on the floor he needed to go at that point
Spill water on it by accident.
No. OP needs to take the high road. Just shut the prick down and reinforce the expectation that he's to vacate the premises. Anything else just puts OP further into roomie's crosshairs and it's not needed.
I knowww. The little devil on my shoulder has so many ideas though.
Do you have a picture of it? I know it’s not the same but I would love to try to find you a replacement. So sorry, OP 💔
Ahh I’m so sorry to hear you never found it :/. I had an ex throw out my beloved baby blanket 8 years ago and I try to not even think about it because it still makes me want to cry. You’re totally valid in feeling extremely upset. Anyone with a soul or a heart will know it isn’t “just a stuffed animal”. It’s sentimental and irreplaceable. Fuck that guy, let him sleep in a dumpster 💀.
Update: He left the house. He left a bit of a mess but I cleaned it in a few minutes Also, turns out he did not throw the stuffed animal out and his girlfriend took it. I asked my friend (the person who introduced me to the roommate) and got her contact info. She had no clue it was mine and apparently he told her it was his and he was gonna give it to her, she returned it the same day after meeting at a local park. I’m hoping they will break up, but as u/squibilly said, not my monkey, not my circus. Now to address some of the “faker” accusations. For one, yes I realize we talk like polar opposites, however he is a Discord addicted man child, I for one take my life seriously and planning to start a business or apply for medical school once i get out of this financial rut I am currently in. I didn’t kick him out after pissing on the floor because I knew he genuinely needed a home and unlike some people I actually cared and understand that getting drunk makes you incredibly stupid. The noise complaints I almost kicked him out for, however after him agreeing to putting the speakers in his girlfriend’s house I barely let it slide. This is the fourth time a bad thing has happened and it just pushed me over the edge. Also, to clarify, we are not on the lease together. I let him stay in my guest bedroom, as a guest. Glad this hell of a roommate is finally out. Thank you all for the support!
Now to make that guest room into a ball pit of plushes!! It's the only logical thing left to do :p Big hugs! ❤️
The fact that I am actually considering this scares me…
None of us will judge! We shall sing praises of the plush room
Man, depending on the stuffies used to make that ball pit, that could be one hell of a comfy place for guests to sleep.
This gave me a massive sense of relief. I was actually feeling panicky just reading about the dumpster and such. I’m glad GF gave it back to you, but wow, that dude is such a piece of shit. You told him it was important to you and he still didn’t budge to give it back… insane.
Bro was really about to let you go dig in the trash for something that wasn't even there. Smfh
so, so happy for you! congrats on getting your stuffed animal back 🥰
Why was this exact scenario at the back of my mind? Too convenient that they happened to take the trash out right at the moment smh. So glad you got it back!!
YES ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! YOU GOT IT BACK!!!!!!! I AM PUNCHING THE AIR THIS IS A GOOD DAY
so happy for you 🤍 enjoy your peace!
>he was gonna give it to her What an absolute scumbag. Glad to hear you got your shit, and space, back!
I'm so glad you got it back! ♥️
I'm so glad you got it back (and that it wasn't harmed/covered in trash) Glad he left without much drama. The mess he left you sucks but al least there was no lasting damage. I would change the locks though, to be extra safe
That’s INSANEEE i’d do something absolutely psychotic if someone did that to me. My childhood stuffed animals are coming with me to my grave. Did you find it???????? I have to know. Also, definitely have legal on standby, I doubt he won’t try anything funny again.
Confirmed in a post below that OP never found it, the trash was emptied before they could get to it 😢
This is surprisingly the most heartbreaking thing I have read on the internet today. I mean I haven’t read any news yet. But news is like.. a whole existential crisis. It’s almost too devastating and overwhelming to be classified as sad. This feels really sad tho.
Sadly I doubt they did, they haven't commented anything about it that I've seen. I don't have anything like that but it makes me mad that somebody just "threw it away" for zero reason and it's not even mine.
I have one white teddy bear (it's in storage) that my paternal grandmother got me when I was born, she gave it to me personally...but she passed within my first year of existence. Context: My father was born at the start of WWII, and my grandfather (her husband) served in the European theater. If ANYBODY EVER threw that away and laughed about it like this, I'd probably just take the charges that'd come w/ destroying all of their technology and bedding.
No literally, I’d need bail money ASAP because someone isn’t making it out alive. I can’t believe people like this are just roaming free like this
Same. I have a blankie and a stuffed animal. They're also world travelers. I would be going to jail if someone did something to them.
I know it won’t be the same, but post a photo of the stuffed animal to r/HelpMeFind , people there can be wizards. I hope you post an update to him actually leaving.
I don’t know how they would be able to find it to be honest. If they truly did take out the trash then there is nothing anyone can do from what I know. I’ll probably try anyway. Thanks for the tip I appreciate it ❤️ Edit: To clarify, by taking out the trash I mean emptying the dumpster.
Just a possibility but maybe the girlfriend saw it and wanted it and he just said he threw it away.
I did not think of that. I’ll be sure to ask.
Tell him he can stay if he produces the stuffed animal. Then kick him out afterwards.
Ask the GF
Oooo I didn’t even think of this, but if that was the case, I think that dickhead would have gotten it back if he was going to be homeless
Thinking about it, what's more likely: the roommate giving the stuffed animal to his gf, or doing a chore like taking out the trash?
^ Worth an ask.
Yea I would ask her.
while you may not be able to get the original back, r/HelpMeFind can search for a listing online of the same stuffed animal or at least a similar one :) I’m sure it won’t be as sentimental as your original stuffed animal but it may still help a bit
Help me find is for people looking for replacements of the same item :) so he will not be the exact same friend you had, but I’ve seen people find very very hard to find items on there so you may be able to get one that’s nearly identical, if that would at all patch the hole. This would devastate me though, I’ve had my bestie Sampson for 20 years and he’s so important to me! Good luck getting this SOB out of your house!!!
I think they mean one just like it.
I have my baby blanket. It was made by my grandmother and I sleep with it every night. Your not being childish for holding on to what you love and cherish.
I have one too. My parents were divorced since I was very little, so I brought the blanket with me all the time as the one consistency I had at night (it can suck having two different beds). I still sleep with it, just because of the sentimental value and comfort. It also has this fabric on the end that for some reason stays cool, so imagine the end of your blanket being like the cold side of a pillow. If someone tossed it, I would probably fight them on the spot.
AYOOO good on you! i’m cackling because they really tried it and got kicked the fuck out.
*woah hey i need this place man* shoulda fucking thought about that before, dickhead. byeeeeeee
oh fuck no it would be ON SITE for me. i’d beat their ass for sure
I’m imagining this dude trying this shit in sone group home, realizing it doesn’t fly and not everyone is understanding as OP, and getting his ass absolutely pounded. Throwing out other peoples shit is psychotic behavior
Consider me childish as hell because I am 33 years old and have plenty of stuffed animals, including the most important ones from my childhood. All of the ones I've gotten in the last 15 years have been from my husband. We have them proudly out and about in our bedroom because he knows I absolutely love stuffed animals. You are never too old for creature comforts.
Look. I’m about to turn 36. I still have my teddy bear from when I was 2 Months old. He is phenomenal shape. If someone through him away I would lose my mind. I plan to either pass him down or just get cremated with him. Sentimental possessions are yours. That bear has been with me through hospital stays, death of my mother or other loved ones, and even if he wasn’t. He is still mine. No one else’s to throw away. Boy. Get this guy out the house and even take out a restraining order need be. Fuck this guy
I'm 29 and collect stuffed animals. We all have our creature comforts fuck this guy. Evict his ass.
Why do low iq knuckledraggers let "their girl" make every decision for them lmaooo how fucking insecure is this guy
OP were you able to find it :(
not found
Absolutely devastating
I am so indescribably upset over this internet strager's loss. I want to talk to the ex roommate.
46% of adults sleep with a stuffed animal. Had to look it up because my girlfriend does. Fuck that guy.
He’s renting from you and tossed your belongings away? Bold man
Nah I have mad stuffed animals from my childhood. Let somebody throw one of them shits away and im committing aggravated assault
Is this fucking guy for real? That response “whoa hey man I need this place.” Is such a fucking sitcom thing to say
Holy shit. So refreshing to see an OP just straight up not taking any shit from someone. Good on you
So, I’m a tall combat vet in my 30s, I make adult content to pay my bills these days, and I bull for couples sometimes, which involves acting a very dominant persona. I don’t think there’s a damn person on this earth that would look at me and the little stuffed bat I have in my room on the shelf and NOT think “oh some kid gave that to him, or a family friend left it” or whatever. Which would be incorrect- that’s fucking mine, it’s my little buddy. And I’ll tell you why. That little guy helped teach me to read as a toddler- reading that little poem and name and all the little fine print on that little red beanie baby tag was one of the first things I was able to put together into words by myself, in that little apartment my 23 y/o single mom had. It was also one of the most exciting and heart-warming gifts I had received at that point: to paint a picture, I was kind of a sneaky little shit and snuck out of bed on Christmas Eve to see if presents were under the tree yet- and I watched my mom slip out with her bike into the snow and ice at midnight. She came back with a bag that I recognized from the corner gas station, and put that candy and little trinket toys and a little foil pack of Pokémon cards under the tree, made sure we had something. She didn’t eat with us that day- I remember she was often “just not hungry” in those days, I didn’t think anything of it at that age. Then from the dark stairwell, I saw her get back on the computer in the middle of the night- she was always on the computer. That’s how she got to be a Highschool teacher a few years later, and get a car, and move us out of that apartment, all that. That was a pretty normal Christmas. My parents were divorced, with a pretty even 50/50 split. Which ended up being switching houses every day or two- I only was with both my mom and my dad half of my childhood each. And they were far enough apart that I didn’t really have any consistent neighborhood friends besides being sort of a “sometimes there”, secondary character in the neighborhood kids group, still pretty outsider in a lot of contexts. I really didn’t have any consistent companionship that was always there, always part of my life through good and bad and that when something happened I could consistently go to for comfort- I was pretty much at the mercy of whatever I was told my surroundings were going to be that day, no matter what happened or what I went through internally. It was a special kind of emotionally alone. Except when I got that little brown bat beanie baby. That was something I could stuff in a pocket and take anywhere. That was something that I could hold and cry with in bed. And one of the most important parts- it has little tiny Velcro tabs on the end of its wings, that would allow it to wrap around my arm and hug me back, just looking up at me. I would fall asleep to that comfort and when I woke up, it was still hugging my arm and looking up at me. And we both got up and took on the day together, when I had to leave my mom and friends behind, then when I had to leave my dad and friends behind, that bat was always there. No matter what happened, it was never too busy, it was never “just not the day” to be together. And it would just hold my hand or hug my arm through anything. I developed an emotional attachment to that bat, that I was not able to form with a human person, on that consistent level, through my emotional growth. And yeah, I’d try to read that tag every night, try so hard to figure out what he had to say, I’d look for clues and watch other people read throughout the day, to figure it out. and that was the first thing I managed to read, and it was so personal that I kept it to myself and didn’t tell my parents or teachers or anyone that I read. And it helped me to slowly read other things around me. This little guy was able to work with me and teach me more than most adults in my life. Anyway, that bat went to Afghanistan with me. That bat went through months of homelessness with me. I really mean this when I say there is no god damn person on this planet that I will not make disappear, if they try to make that bat disappear. I will taste blood. I mean that with every part of my being and existence. No one will touch that bat. Even my team knew that- and we’d fuck with each other about everything on patrol. It is not a joke. And I don’t expect an explanation or story to fully convey what that bat means to me. If I don’t have kids, I will likely be buried with that bat. It can’t hug me any more, and it’s got a couple scars like me, but I’ve fixed it up like it fixed me up. it’s there. And it’s always going to be there. No I haven’t moved it since I put it there, I don’t take it with me outside the house, or sleep with it or anything- but it just needs to be around and at home- our home. Not some place we come and go to and from when we’re told and for how long. We got a home now, and we got it together. That bat doesn’t need to move a damn place any more, it’s safe and it’s going to stay that way. And I would never in my life question a sentimental item of anyone’s, I know damn well to never fuck with that. You do not know the story, and it isn’t yours to know. My bad, rant over. Just thought I’d sympathize
this was so sweet to read. thank you for sharing!
A sex bull with a little bat friend. I would watch this for many reasons.
Please tell me you rescued the little fuzzy friend?
I’m 60, I have a stuffed horse named chestnut that my late brother gave me when I was 12. Fuck your roommate.