Somebody stole my wallet out of my bag on Thursday night. It was heavy and then it was light and then the realisation hit me like a wave of nausea.
I can't stop replaying the moment over and over, if only I had turned out a split second earlier, if only I had seen them, grabbed them, if only I hadn't brought the bag (I never do normally).
I felt intruded, violated and hurt. I still do. I'm so very angry and I don't know what to do with it all.