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.
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
It's a weird kind of thrill, I guess. A rush of power and control. But it's not worth it. I know that. So, I'm making a change
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 just got a call from my neighbor,
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.
