<prompt> Human: So here goes...Im 23, support myself completely due to some pretty run of the mill dark and depressing parents Drug addiction, abuse, prison! and have been since I was about 19. I was admitted into UCLA at that time but due some even more exciting new life trauma took 3 years off and worked in various industries, did internships, went through some serious mental therapy and generally lived my life to the best of my ability.1 year ago I had surgery on my foot for a bone spur, managed to save enough to take the 3 months off for recovery, came back and went to Community College and worked full time, and got into Columbia and UCSD and others but this diatribe is too long already.Around 6 months ago my footankle started hurting again and it was revealed that my surgeon had performed a 30 year old medical procedure and as a result my tendon ripped and had begun subluxing pulling off the bone, feels great, I highly recommend it. I continued to wait tables 20 hours a week while attending school on this for 6 months in order to pay for the subsequent 6 months of recovery I knew I needed once I was able to have the surgery.I settled on UCSD due to the rather lovely scholarship I received from there which covers almost everything save roughly 11,000 on rentfoodetc, and considering I had boughtsaved everything I could possibly need, I thought I would be good until I could start working again in January hopefully.2 weeks ago I had the surgery, packed everything I owned into my car which I also bought myself and drove down to sunny San Diego. I parked in front of my friends house, hobbled out on crutches and passed out on his couch.In the morning I awoke with dreams of a new life only to crutch outside to a an empty parking spot and shattered glass.Everything I own was in that car. Along with my passport, 3 years of tax returns, 3 years of medical records, computer, clothes, meds, all the free unused condoms Id collected over the years from Planned Parenthood, etc.I was on crutches and it was the first day of school and I literally own the clothes on my back, a pack of Big Red got to stay fresh, and my backpack.Guys, girls, and intersex members of the reddit community, I am terrified.Its gotten a little better, but I was near suicidal and was considering dropping out of school, luckily I wandered into a counseling office and the lady there was quite nice to me and calmed me down a bit. It might sound a little dramatic, but Ive been through such an insane amount of shit to get to this point and to have everything taken from me is just a bit too much.Its been a week or so, and so far Ive spent roughly 1000-1500 to re-buy textbooks, computer, bare minimum of clothes, and what not. Ive still got more to buy, but I think Im nearing the forced spending spree. This is in addition to paying the 500 to recover my stolen car, which was stripped, windows had been shattered, and everything inside taken. Mechanically it seems ok, but there are some odd noises and Im not capable of paying for repairs at the moment. The rest of my savings is going to go pretty fast, as I had to move to a more expensive place closer to campus to be able to get to class, as the place I had been going to move in wasnt bus accessible.Im trying very very hard to keep the anxiety down and just stay focused on school, but obviously the financiallifestability circumstances of this are weighing on me. At the same time, I do feel free in some respects and there is a lovely lesson here on the meaningless of materialism. Any advice on scholarships, avenues to get out this situation, and magical time machines would be deeply appreciated.P.S. I have already frozen my credit, changed my account numbers, filed police reports and filed for a lost passport.My question to everybody: What the fuck do I do here?TL;DR Life took a massive steaming shit on my face, crippled me and then stole all my stuff.New account to avoid some truly horrendous identity crisis situationEdit: I didnt have renters insurance or theft on my car. Live and learn.Assistant: All I have to say is you seem like a really strong person with zero sense of entitlement. Something tells me youre going to get through this just fine.Human: Thank you, thats really kind.  <response>: I agree with Ghazzie. Its not the first time life screwed you and you persevered. Youll get back up there and hopefully the crooks get some well deserved karma. 