It's been probably August since anything was stolen, since he's been gone to school virtually all the time since then, and we're still finding things missing; cd's, a 6 cd changer that we never used (box was there, empty), stuff like that. I truly wish my son understood how much this has hurt us. I wish he had that feeling in his heart so he really regretted what he's done. Last night I had a dream that he was home and I walked into the room he was in and asked if he'd seen my watch. He said he'd sold it. About then I woke up. Now I don't have a watch worth anything, but the first thing in my mind when I awoke was to look in my jewelry box. I don't own anything of value, he knows that, and I really thought that burried under all the junk jewelry was a safe place for the one thing I own that I really do cherish, my mother's wedding rings. Obviously, they aren't there. I also had a few little gold chains that I had gathered up thinking I might sell them for cash at one time, but they were worth so little, about $100, that I didn't bother. They're missing too and an antique Avon watch pendant that was my mom's that really didn't mean anything to her. But the rings just rip my heart out. My mother died when I was 22. I've missed her every day of my life since. Of course I texted him, told him we're still finding things missing and asked about the jewelry. I was casual, just saying I'd like to know if they are gone so I can quit looking for them if they are. He insisted he'd never sold any gold and he hopes I'll find them. Yeah, right. If he didn't take them then one of his low life "friends" did. I could be wrong, but I don't think I am. I expect that I could tear my bedroom apart and not find them. I will look more, since I only had a few minutes this morning and had to go to work..but I don't think I'll find them. His bank account is not only empty, but overdrafted $3.00. We didn't put overdraft protection on it so he isn't able to go over more than a couple dollars. We're closing it today. I told him, there's no reason to leave it open since we won't be giving him any money. $1680.00 taken out in just over three weeks. I'm so freaking disappointed in him. I hate when I dream about him anymore, they seem to always come true. Back in October I dreamed he'd come home for Thanksgiving and told us he'd sold his laptop and fridge and that he wasn't going to go back to school until January. I actually made him text me photos of the laptop and fridge and we laughed about it. Of course, then he came home for Thanksgiving and turns out he had sold them, texted me photos of someone elses stuff, and hadn't attended classes - he didn't go again until he managed to get the school to let him reenroll. The next one I had he was the new "Breaking Bad" of the town he's living in. My husband told me not to worry much about that one, because he's too lazy to actually run a business, even selling drugs. At this point I no longer expect anything from him. I don't expect he's actually going to class. I don't expect he's looking for work. All I know is that come the end of the semester, we're taking back his (our) car and he can stay in that town and starve. I'm done. But it still breaks my heart.