I had a nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right, just slightly askew.
Soon after we began living together, she would always find an excuse that could neither be proved, nor disproved, to be away from home for a few days to a week every month.
Then our expensive gadgets started to slowly disappear.
At first, I believed our streak of bad luck was just the result of partying too hard or simple drunken stupidity (e.g., forgetting our phones at a bar, getting my freshly-ATM-fed wallet stolen, getting her handbag, containing her tablet, my iPad, and brand new jewelry stolen, etc.).
But finally I realized the truth.
She was stealing from me.
Why?
In my mind, the most common, obvious reasons were that she had another lover, or could be a drug addict, or both?
In time, I found out it was both.
She and her boyfriend were orchestrating the theft of our belongings.
She would then sell or pawn the items to pay for their expensive, daily crystal meth habit.
She had also duped the other guy in believing that she had a job abroad and could only fly back once a month.
In a way, I envied the other guy. I thought that his drug habit probably took some of the pain away; or merely kept him from experiencing it.
In other words, if he was perpetually “tripping”, he probably didn't feel the hurt and betrayal like I did...
By JaiChai
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This is YOUR TORUM INVITATION!
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Excerpted from: "Suckers and Samaritans. Same Thing?" - JaiChai 2017. Revised 12-23-20. All rights reserved.
