I lost my jacket. Finding a replacement is hard. · 6:07am Jul 22nd, 2020
I've come to realise that I won't find another jacket like the one I owned. I had made a blog about it after I thought I'd lost it, when it was hung up in the cupboard at my house with everyone else's coats. I thought it'd be safe to leave it there, but dad, in one of his typical ''if it's not mine, I don't give a shit'' clean out rampages, he tossed it out. I was going to come back to look for it, but knew he had tossed it because lots of things were different.
I confronted him about it, saying ''it belonged to me and I paid for it with my own money. You had no right to throw out something that belonged to me'', which got me this response: ''Of course I have the right'' and he gave me that face, the one that looks at me like I'm a Class-A moron with a VIP pass.
I'm picky about what I wear, mainly for reasons of style. I only wear one type of jacket or coat, and I had owned this particular jacket for maybe two-three years. It has been with me through my first year of college, good times and my first relationship. I wore it all the time. It fit right, it was comfy and the style was the best I've worn. I'm looking at the same brand of coat for the same one to buy it again, but...no luck. Who'd think I'd be upset over a jacket?
Well, I really want one like it. There just aren't any I find that are the same type. Sure, mine was worn and faded from heavy use, even a bit tattered in places, but it was still mine. The thinness of the material was great for all weather types, but it feels weird not wearing a jacket when I'm outside. I'm not used to it. I know it doesn't sound like a big deal to anybody, given I can easily replace it, but I loved it and it was special to me. It was like that antique table that your great grandma handed down to her grand-daughter and it ended up getting tossed in a skip by an unknowing family member who didn't know its worth. In my case, it meant a lot to me. (And it was the only jacket I owned, so it sucks.)
It is a sad day, indeed. RIP, Ribe's Jacket. Daddy misses you. πΊπ
That'll do, jacket. That'll do. π