A Diary Of An Oxygen Thief New · Fresh

I've been trying to quit, I really have. But it's hard. The oxygen is like a drug, and I'm addicted. I've tried to find alternative sources, but they're expensive and hard to come by.

I've tried to make excuses, to justify my behavior. I've told myself that I'm just trying to survive, that I need the oxygen to live. But deep down, I know that's not true. I'm not stealing oxygen to survive – I'm stealing it because I can.

I just got a call from my neighbor, and they're offering me a spot in their oxygen-sharing program. I'm not sure if I deserve it, but I'm going to take it. It's a start. a diary of an oxygen thief new

If you're an oxygen thief like me, I encourage you to seek help. It's not worth the risk. And if you're a victim of oxygen thievery, I apologize. I'm working on getting my own oxygen back.

I just had my first Oxygen Anonymous meeting, and it was eye-opening. I'm not alone in this struggle, and that's a relief. I'm looking forward to the journey ahead, and I'm hopeful that I can overcome my addiction. I've been trying to quit, I really have

It's a weird kind of thrill, I guess. A rush of power and control. But it's not worth it. I know that.

But as time went on, I realized that I wasn't just stealing oxygen – I was stealing a lifeline. My neighbors were using it to breathe, to live. And I was taking it away from them. I've tried to find alternative sources, but they're

The first time I took it, I felt a rush. A literal rush of oxygen. It was like a high-five for my lungs. I felt invigorated, like I could take on the world. And I did. I started taking it regularly, sneaking into their house when they were out, and helping myself to a few deep breaths.

So, I'm making a change. I'm going to start attending Oxygen Anonymous meetings, and I'm going to try to kick the habit. It's going to be hard, but I'm ready to try.