I am missing items, a friend admired all the missing items, except one which was a repair kit for a camp bed, but that was unopened and could have been returned for $$. She expressed interest in items I have to pick up from a department store (paid for) and sounded disappointed when I told her outright the place required identification to get the items.

I am angriest because most if these items were bought for me by my sister on our first shopping trip together after a 12 year estrangement. Hand towels, washcloths, a sterling fork I got from an antique store. A frigging waist reducer belt, for cryin out loud.

I am in tears at the betrayal!! I'm on meds because I earlier said I thought these items had been stolen and this two faced b**** had the nerve to convince me it was in my best interest to go "get help"?

Last summer I returned from vacation to find HOSPITAL towel where my good towels HAD been and found out! She had worked there!! Now I'm afraid to leave my house!!

I wanna punch her out, I won't lie. I wanna hurt her like she hurt me. Last time stuff went missing it was over a staged attempt to give me a nervous breakdown, some guys at work did it (I overheard them saying it). At the house, this "friend" pretended to talk on the phone and pretended like somebody was out to get her, and described word for word what I was wearing. Later found out the "boyfriend" she was meeting had the same name and description as my employers head of security, an employer who was told about a coworker acting in appropriately by another friend (in quotes) who has suddenly dropped the friendship with me without explanation. Oh, I knew SHE had two faces--ha!! They deserve to be friends. Neither can stand the other, I hope they don't plan to wear jewelry in their casket and think their "friend" will honor them by not stealing!! This is TOO much to take!!!!!!!!!!!!

What is WRONG with people? Oh-- I'm missing jewelry, too, good gold earrings. The night of my "nervous breakdown" they both claimed they wanted to help clean while I lay sleeping. They cleaned me out, all right!!

Sorry for the rant, but I had to say something.

I'm already on antipsychotics so it's impossible for me to be paranoid at this point. Matter of fact, I'm cleaning and that's how I know for sure this is really happening. I'm angry, hurt, and just...I don't know how to tell her I *know*. She's got issues but thought she could be a good friend for me. Apparently, not. And I have really treated her well.