At 15, feelings of anger arose from parents' split, leading to rebellious actions as a coping mechanism. Casual smoking escalated and alcohol became a source of mischief. Shoplifting was undertaken as a further act of rebellion, seen as glamorous amidst personal turmoil. The writer's initial thrill from stealing was countered by the realization of the consequences when confronted by a police officer call at home regarding a theft. The behavior reflected a struggle with feelings of disarray during a pivotal life change.
As soon as it occurred to me, shoplifting seemed the perfect balm for my flailing little soul. Breaking age restrictions was one thing, but the actual law? How glamorous!
I don't remember the first thing I stole, but I do remember the thrill of walking successfully around the block with it still on me; no one had stopped me, and now it was mine.
My rebellions were pretty gentle, probably testament to how safe and stable things remained, even if I felt adrift during my parents' separation.
When I arrived home from school, my mum was waiting for me. I had a call today, from a police officer, apparently you walked out of Boots with some lipstick.
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