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Originally Posted by ChrisV
My ex and I were victims of a home invasion, where people broke in while we were at home and stole a bunch of stuff, including both our cars (by taking spare keys off the fridge). At no point has it occurred to me to wish I had a gun. Also, one underappreciated thing about living in a low gun society is that criminals like that typically don't have them either, because they dont need them and they aggravate a crime, leading to much larger sentences.
my gf and i were also victims of a home invasion in the middle of the day about a year or so ago. i was out of town fishing at the beach and came back a couple hours after they had broken in (gf was at the hospital/med school for the day). they kicked in the door, stole a bunch of electronics, and in the process one of my 2 dogs got out (that's what pissed me off the most, i thought she was lost and was alternating between sobbing and fighting back tears all afternoon). thankfully we found her later that evening, she ran down the road and found a yard with a golden retriever puppy and spent the evening on a play date, basically. as relieved as i was to re-locate her, i was ****ing furious. furious doesn't even describe the rage that i felt.
we got new locks on the doors and we always had an agreement that we would never keep guns in the house, but i definitely found myself battling the urge to go buy one in the aftermath. believe it or not, its more common than you think for burglars to come steal all your **** and then come back again once you've replaced it all. i found myself staying up late at night, seething with anger, keeping a knife nearby and waiting for them to come back (i know, it's so silly in hindsight). i didn't want to leave the house and an empty driveway for any amount of time during the day and felt anxiety whenever i did. whenever i'd go outside, i was super alert and observant, and i looked at anybody who came near the house with an extra skeptical eye- neighbors, lawn crews, delivery men, etc, anybody. didn't matter who because i trusted no one.
after a few weeks of this (and sleeping very poorly, obv), the emotion began to die down and life returned to normal- i lost the urge to arm myself and i still have no desire to purchase a firearm. the point of the story, i guess, is that it's crazy how your brain can get hijacked by emotion in times of stress/peril and logic just kinda goes out the window- that's why elite military units have and require so much training to prevent that sort of thing. i can definitely say tho that the solution to crime/gun violence/etc isnt to have a bunch of emotionally charged yahoos arming themselves to the teeth with guns because those emotions override logic in the untrained mind, mistakes will definitely be made and lives will be lost as a result. happens every ****ing day already. not to mention, home invasions are a crime of opportunity and virtually nobody breaks into a house where they think people are actually home (all the cars were gone when they broke into ours). im not destitute as a result of losing a couple televisions and computers and certainly stuff like that isn't worth somebody losing a life over. pretend i was home when they kicked in the door and any gun that i owned was put away somewhere, unloaded, just as any responsible gun owner should keep it...what good is it to me then? suppose the home invaders stole my gun, what good is that doing for society?
i've battled anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts, etc at different points in my life and i cant say 100% that everything would be the same today and i'd be sitting here posting this if i had owned a gun all that time. even being unlucky enough to have had my house broken into, i still never would have had the opportunity to use a gun to defend myself. ultimately it's just not worth it, and the desire to arm oneself to defend/protect ones property is purely emotional, not rational.