Diary of an Oxygen Thief (Oxygen Thief Diaries)

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I see now that I was in pain and wanted others to feel it, too. This was my way of communicating. I'd meet the women the first night and get the obligatory phone number and then after another couple of days, making them sweat a little, I'd call and be all nervous. They loved that. I'd ask them out and pretend I hardly ever did "this kind of thing" and say that I hadn't been out a lot in London because I didn't really know the scene. This was true, though, because all I used to do was get out of my head in local bars around Camberwell. Now, aside the fact that the book was narrated by an insensitive, inconsiderate bitter misogynist, I vehemently disliked it for its style; the writing was terrible, inconsistent and repetitive. The author was brutally honest and wrote in a manner that has been described by some as “beautifully horrid.” What are your thoughts on his style and presentation?

While the monograph was written in a “diary” style format, do you think the author takes advantage of self-reflection and critiques of his actions?He is an unreliable narrator. At the beginning of the book, he is careful to tell us he has never physically hurt a woman. But this is not true. As his exploits grow increasingly sadistic, he both semi-rapes and beats up women, without pleasure or remorse.

Diary of an Oxygen Thief is an honest, hilarious, and heartrending novel, but above all, a very realistic account of what we do to each other and what we allow to have done to us. ( From the publisher.) Ocr tesseract 5.0.0-beta-20210815 Ocr_detected_lang en Ocr_detected_lang_conf 1.0000 Ocr_detected_script Latin Ocr_detected_script_conf 0.9244 Ocr_module_version 0.0.13 Ocr_parameters -l eng Old_pallet IA-NS-1300229 Openlibrary_edition I wanted to know the reason behind anyone being that way. I wanted to know why people would set out to hurt other people, why people would hurt the people they love.killed a few of them. Their souls, I mean. It was their souls I was after. I know I came close a couple of times. But don't worry, I got my comeuppance. That's why I'm telling you this. Justice was done. Balance has been restored. The same thing happened to me, only worse. Worse because it happened to me. I feel purged now, you see. Cleansed. I've been punished, so it's okay to talk about it all. At least that's how it seems to me. I carried the guilt of my crimes around with me for years after I stopped drinking. I couldn't even look at a girl, much less believe I deserved to converse with one. Or maybe I was just afraid that they'd see through me. Either way, after getting into Alcoholics Anonymous, I didn't even kiss a girl for five years. Seriously. Not so much as holding hands. According to Anonymous, reflecting on being rejected by Aisling, “I was in a lot of pain, you see. But it had been caused by an abstract blade. What I mean is, the pain was physical, the cause wasn’t. I suppose some people would say I was suffering from a broken heart.” Do you think, before his relationship with Aisling, he ever equated mental abuse as being physically painful?