Ndad stole my prescription sleeping pills.

He didn't just steal my sleeping pills he stole a couple hundred dollars as well out of my room in a locked compartment. When I needed the money I was short about 200 dollars.

I looked everywhere and couldn't find it when I know for a fact I put my pills in my drawer. I was already agitated by my misophonia triggers and wanted to take a pill to sleep only to find it's not where I left it this weekend.

It isn't the first time he's stolen my prescription drugs either. One time he stole all of my xanax along with all of my pain killers. He has a wicked pain killer addiction. It amazes me how these pieces of shit can have such destructive habits and still live to see old age.

I sincerely wish he just dies of adverse side effects of my medication next time he steals it. I'm already suicidal as is because of my insomnia and my medication really helped and now I have nothing because he stole it all. I cant wait until I leave for college I'll work myself to death if it means never coming back home.