Life with a klepto part 1
Life with someone who compulsively takes things that don’t belong to them can be difficult. Constant vigilance is the key to maintaining your sanity. What happens when even constant vigilance doesn’t prevent the theft? Four hours of tension. Aunt’s keys went missing last night or early this morning. They were discovered missing at noon. 4 hours later… they were found. Four hours of “why don’t you believe me…” Four hours of “I didn’t take them…” to “Hear they are!” and the person who found them is the person who took them. He knew where they were all along. Not sure why he likes this attention. This father has chronic pain conditions. Any guesses how his body feels right now? At least they were found. We know David has a disorder that “pushes” him to do this, it would be so helpful if he would just admit it and get it