A Diary Of An Oxygen Thief New Link

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.

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.