I admit, I was a fucking dick when I lived with my parents. I stole any shit that I could abuse (benzodiazepines, opiates/opioids, sleeping aids, etc.) and would leave like 5 or 6 pills left in the bottles. They never really used them because they were afraid of becoming addicted to things. Eventually they started to catch on. I stole from my grandparent's drugs also, they had all the good shit, as the elderly usually do because of arthritis and pain conditions. Whenever I think about that I always feel like shit. Its never something that I am proud of. I was addicted and didn't really think about how they may have needed this medications. I have made amends with my grandparents but my parents still disown me, they won't talk to me and I deserve that shit. I also stole other shit of theirs to pawn and buy drugs with or stole straight cash so when it comes down to it, I didn't just steal drugs but things for drugs also. I'll always walk with this shame on my shoulders and I would give anything to apologize but they want shit to do with me...