Why do I shoplift?
This is the question I have been asking my self for the past 24 hours… the past 15 years. I mean that was when it first began really. But the thing is, I’m sober now and working a 12 step program… so why am I still shoplifting. How have I managed to justify this for the past 4 years of my sobriety? Seriously, what the eff is wrong with me? I like the immediate gratification…I like feeling good, even if it is only temporary. I have somehow convinced myself that it really has no impact and harms no one, but that’s not true. Worst of all it is harming my relationship. I don’t think he is seeing me the same anymore, but as someone who is still sick. Am I still sick? I guess so, but then, we are never actually cured. In the weeks to come, a warrant will probably be issued for my arrest. I was asked to stop outside of Kroger and continued on to my car. I have shoplifted at the store in the past…they were waiting for me. Each time it is never more than 50 dollars, but sum total it could possibly be over 500. I haven’t slept in 48 hours; I don’t know how I am going to get through this. Why in my life does it always have to be the absolute worst outcomes and consequences that get me to change. I don’t want to feel like I did 4 years ago, but practicing my eating disorder and committing petty theft (at thirty effing years old) will in no way help me to stay in recovery and isn’t that what its all about? Recovery was a gift… that being said, it is something that needs to be nourished and fed. Im barely keeping my little sapling from rotting out… I guess I am just venting but it has to start somewhere and I am too ashamed to speak up about at my meetings.