A Diary Of An Oxygen Thief New May 2026

It started innocently enough. I was feeling a bit short of breath one day, and I noticed that my neighbor's oxygen tank was always full. I mean, always full. I began to wonder if they really needed it, or if they were just hoarding it like a prepper stockpiling canned goods.

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. a diary of an oxygen thief new

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. It started innocently enough

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 began to wonder if they really needed

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.