August 15, 2009 3:23pm CST
It always hurts when you are stolen from. Your safety is violated, and you lose something that belongs to you. But it hurts even more when you find out that someone you thought was close to you steals, no matter what the thing is that was stolen. In high school, my boyfriend stole from me once, and it hurt me to my core. I asked him to get the both of us a juice from the lunch line, and gave him two dollars to get it. I should have gotten .80 in change. When he returned with the juices, he didn't give me any change. I asked for it, and he handed my .20 cents. I stood there, shocked and astounded. It wasn't like the other .60 cents would have made or broken me, but it was the fact that he lied about it. This is a person that I thought the world of, that I loved with my heart and soul. All he had to do was ask, and I would have given him my last; but instead he chose to steal from me. I told him exactly that, and that he didn't have to steal. I would go to the ends of the Earth to make sure he had if he asked, there was no purpose of taking it from me and lying. So, have any of you had a loved one steal from you? How did it make you feel? Were you more worried about what was stolen, or the person that stole from you?