u/Aconite-Rose

I lost my dog of 15 years on February 21nd, 2025. Five months later, I lost my mom on July 31st.

During that period, I was using Kratom. I already had been for a little over a year and as someone wirh an addictive personality, I was taking a lot. I took it a lot more with their deaths. I was also struggling with alcohol and I'm on medication that I shouldn't take kratom with.

I quit about 3 weeks ago. The withdrawal was insane. While the physical symptoms are gone, I feel like I'm just now *truly* starting the grieving process. Which is a bit lucky, as I'm on my belated honeymoon in Italy. (First time in Europe. In a different country in general).

Has anyone else experienced this?

So, it was around 3 am and I'm staying at Giovy. Semi close to the terminal. I was out vaping and alone because my husband was asleep.

I was on my phone and I'd done this about four times. Always aware, everything. This time I let my guard slip for ten minutes and a guy grabbed my phone and ran. Then I did something perhaps more stupid.... I ran after him.

I had a pocket knife and I'm not a big guy, but it just kicked in. When I caught up to him, I asked how much because my phone isn't replaceable. He said 150, I had to take out my card and pull it.

He was threatening me with his friends that apparently were around and saying he didn't want to hurt me. I clung to my card and everything. I believe he was trying to take both (or all), but as soon as I had my phone in my grip, I let go of the 150 euros and ran. He chased me for a bit, that's when I took out my pocket knife.

He disappeared after. I lost 210USD, but at least got my phone. We also filed a police report.

Everyone keeps saying they're just glad I'm all right and it was dangerous to chase him. He probably did have friends. It seemed like it.

Many mistakes were made here.... but is chasing after them generally a huge no no? If, God forbid, it happens again.

I'll now be WAY more careful. I got here the 27th of April and leave the 26th of this month. We leave the 9th to Perugia for five days, then come back.

It was scary. Not going to lie.

EDIT FOR CLARIFICATION: I didn't pull the knife until I ran away so he'd stop chasing me. I also do know how to fight with a knife. Looks like a tramatic childhood came in handy. I just had it gripped in my pocket.