About 2-3 years ago when I was suffering from depression I was a night owl. With nothing to do at night I loved to trespass buildings and houses to explore them. One night decided to steal underwear which I didnt think much of until now. I am dating somebody that I really really love and I dont want her to have a false impression of who I am. But I dont want to tell her and ruin something amazing either. I wish I never did what I did because it is wrong and disgusting. I wish that this terrible guilt would go away so I could fall in love without my guilty conscience killing me.