Although people usually assume they are making their own choices, I believed my short-lived kleptomania episode was unconsciously triggered by a Disney movie I was continuously watching on our borrowed and old Sony Betamax VCR.
Though in all fairness this wasn't my favorite Disney movie of all times, the whole Robin Hood idea stuck with me like glue.
As a ratherish solitary child, I got pretty creative with my toys which were either ordinary household items or raw materials from nature, like dirt turned into mud pies I ate without hesitation. Scientists may have many speculations about this intriguing need of eating mud I on the other hand, don't have any opinion, I just enjoyed it very much.
Instead of focusing on a behavior that was deemed unacceptable, I forged my own version of the story where I only stole the objects for me, as I needed new and advanced toys now. Backed by strong rationale and with no strong sense of inconvenient guilt I was innocent as a dove unless proved guilty.
Tennis balls could hurt the enamel from the dog's teeth, therefore I began stealing yellow tennis balls soaked in dog saliva for their own safety. I always had a short and sweet backup story as an apology for my sticky fingers. The things I stole were not so diverse. Usually I would steal the same object multiple times, such as the same shoe from the same vendor. Much to my mother's dismay and mortified looks, I kept bringing back and forth the same Puma shoe. It is sufficient to say I was a strange but very prolific child.
Fortunately for me, that phase did not last long and as soon as I turned 7 it stopped abruptly and surely enough the episode disappeared into the macrocosm of my subconscious. However, it did resurface back in my uni years when I ran back to a vendor and had to invent an apologetic story such as how I forgot to pay the bottle from my backpack because I have arthritis and couldn't hold it in my hands. In my defense, I was four days past my bedtime.
I am also a very bad liar.
I laughed my socks off! :D
^_^
I love your style of writing, it was a pleasure to read!
Thank you so much @cryptonik! :)
I mean it :) You hang out on discord or somewhere like that?
Nope.
I keep saying I will join, but always forget.
You're missing out!
Lo' and behold, I did! I am on Discord :)
Now what?! ^_^
You join @aggroed 's discord server room PAL (Peace, Abundance, Liberty) here: https://discordapp.com/invite/HYj4yvw
Read more: https://minnowsupportproject.org/
And you add the coolest dog on steemit to your friends list: cryptonik#4892
That was seriously funny! 😁I have only stolen (intentionally though) once in my life. Back in 1996, my favorite movie was Waterworld with Kevin Costner, and after watching it 20 times on a pirate VHS, I decided that I must have the original cassette with the cover and everything. After some careful planning, the day finally arrived - I went to the video rental store and walked around the stands pretending that I am looking for a movie. Then, when nobody was looking at me, I tucked the VHS under my jacket and sneaked out.
I felt super guilty for a while.
I remember that movie! Some sort of Mad Max only on open seas 😁
Exactly! Haha
P.S. My taste has evolved since then ;)
I think the former paragraph raises the trepidation of what stimuli (movies/art/music/experiences) should be permitted when the potentially harmful effects are unknown, -as the first seven years are concluded to be most important for memory formation/relationships into adulthood-.
You might have a point there :) My favorite Disney movie is The Jungle Book and I am always searching to and clinging on the "bare necessities".
I'm curious to what bare necessities really are/mean to someone?
Beneath their appearance, if they are fundamental, a floor for thoughts or a ceiling that constrains?
(by the way the arthritis story made me lol) (^_^)/
The bare necessities are my dark necessities :)
Hi, how are you doing?
Hi @mikej!
I am doing good :) Hopefully you are as well.