I still feel guilty about the money

Okay, so, I need to get this off my chest. It's been eating me alive for years. When I was in college, things were really tight. My parents were struggling, and I was working part-time, but it wasn't enough. I remember this one time, I was like, seriously short on rent. I was panicking.

My roommate, Sarah, she was… well, she wasn't exactly careful with her money. She had a stash of cash in her desk drawer. I knew it was there. I saw it when she was counting it one day. I told myself I'd pay her back. I really did. But I was so desperate. So, I took like, 200 bucks. It was enough to cover the rent shortfall.

I felt terrible immediately. I kept trying to find a way to earn the money to pay her back, but something always came up. Then, the semester ended and we moved out. We lost touch.

Sarah, if you ever read this, I am so, so sorry. I was a jerk. I swear I'm not usually like that. I hope you're doing okay. I hope that 200 bucks didn't screw you over too badly. I still think about it, like, all the time. I should have just asked for help. I was too proud, or too scared, or something. I don't know. I just hope you can forgive me, even if you don't know it was me.