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TIFU by letting my parents pawn my silver

I’m a sixteen year old male and when I was younger, I was diagnosed with autism and adhd. (This is important for later)

My grandpa was very traditional, he had never had a sibling or child on the spectrum so he didn’t really know how to deal with it.

However, my grandpa had this beautiful set of walking liberty half dollars, I loved the sound they made when they clunked together. So from that point on this is when we bonded.

He would get entire boxes of rolls of coins from the bank and we would go through them looking for silver. And for three years we made quite a collection.

My grandpa died two years ago and it was very hard on me. I wasn’t all that close to my parents because they didn’t know how to deal with my disability and treated me more like someone who needed to be shielded.

A month ago my parents came to me, almost pleading about the mortgage, they were short and they needed money. They asked to pawn my silver for only three weeks and they would get it out.

I should’ve known they weren’t gonna get it out of pawn, they would blow big money on jewelry and pawn it a few days later. But stupidly I let them do it.

Well they didn’t use the money for a mortgage, they used it to buy cigarettes and fast food.

Today when I asked them about my silver they played dumb and asked what silver. I began crying and telling them about how it was mine and grandpas silver and how it was really important and they ignored me.

I’m heartbroken, I feel so stupid for trusting my parents. I went to the pawnshop and tried making a deal with them. But it turns out my parents never “pawned it” they sold it.

In the cases at the pawnshop I seen years of me and grandpas hard work just sitting there. Many of our coins missing, memories down the drain.

When I got home I began yelling at them and they refused to speak to me which made it worse.

I can’t wait till I can move out. And this was a good lesson to me. That sometimes blood and family mean totally different things to different people.

TLDR; My family sold me and my grandpas silver and lied about getting it out a month later.

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