Confession of an Identity Thief
Posted May 15, 2011 by Mark X. | 677 views | 3 comments
My name is not my name. I bought a dead man’s identity when I came out of prison. My own name has a string of bad records against it and I knew I could never be someone else with that name. When I decided to turn my life around, I committed one last crime: identity theft. Sometimes now I don’t recognize my new name. I have never told anyone else not even my wife. When she calls me by name and I don’t answer, she worries that I’m worrying too much. But the truth is that sometimes I forget myself in the old life.
Commented Aug 5, 2014 by anonymous
TVt2si Im obliged for the article.Much thanks again. Keep writing.
Commented Aug 4, 2014 by anonymous
HRhrzv wow, awesome article. Great.
Commented Aug 30, 2011 by anonymous
Sure you're no Schizophrenic !