I've no idea how to name change, so I'm just going to go ahead and post this under my usual name.
I'm ashamed and embarrassed about this, massively, but I thought I'd share my lived experience.
I'm 49, and now live a very respectable and honest life. Absolutely no-one in my circle would know this about me.
When I was in my late 20s, I escaped from my violent ex-h with just a carrier bag of stuff, and my 2yo DS in a buggy.
We were lucky to get a place in emergency accommodation, before getting moved into a council flat on the 13th floor of a Glasgow tower block.
I loved it. It felt like a safe haven, after everything we'd been through.
Except, I had nothing. No income until my benefits claim was processed, and I was so scared about how I could feed my toddler.
One afternoon, I went across to Safeway. I had about £2.50 to spend, IIRC, so I bought some bread, a tin of beans, a bag of porridge oats, some milk, and two toilet rolls.
I'm going to be honest, I had a block of cheddar cheese which I "accidentally" forgot to put through the checkout. It was tucked under my shopping bag, and I managed to leave the store with it.
It was a horrible feeling, to the point I can't explain it. I was brought up to know that stealing is wrong, and I can't justify it.
I felt fucking awful, like I'd let everyone down.
I know you're all going to jump on me now, but I'm going to complete this story to its natural end...
Two weeks later, I went back to the same store, and I bought some dried pasta, a loaf of bread, and a jug of milk.
Again, I "accidentally" hid a block of cheese under my shopping bag.
On my way out the store, I was stopped by a security guard, and taken back in. The Police were called. I desperately offered to hand back the cheese but (understandably) the Police took the stance that a theft had been committed, and I was put into the back of a Police vehicle and taken to the Station.
It was a horrific experience. I'd never been in trouble before, and I was scared and vulnerable.
To cut a very long story short, I was given a talking to at the Police Station - so, given a chance.
The Manager at Safeway was also willing to give me a chance - as long as I promised to try and turn my life around.
I did exactly that.
I enrolled myself into college, then on to a degree course.
So, I've been lucky. I've managed to turn my life around, and I'm now a very law abiding person. I wouldn't dream of stealing cheese these days - but, then, I'm in a fortunate position of being able to afford cheese.
Let's not cast judgement on those whose lives don't follow our paths.