carvenmoorehead
06-12-2006, 10:50 AM
This is my story that alot of parents should read, and young men and women that got stuck off in the rain trying to make it in life.
Im now 29 years old and form Northern California and I was faced with hard decisons that alot of us make in life. I started out as a typical user to relieve my everyday stress that every man or women faces in there young adulthood. The question I ask all of us is why do people turn to to drugs? We all know that answer and its stress thats why! When its all comes down to it it its stress no matter what anybody says its stress.
So that in mind I was your everyday average guy trying to make it out of my parents house cause I was tired of hearing get a job go to school you know the deal. With this on my mind and my lady telling me she was going to have my baby I was stressing about everything in life in general. We dont even need to get in to that topic because everyone can understand that.
I saw that spending my hard earned dollars to smoke my problems away no longer working out for me. I saw people spending there dollars all day and searching day and night looking for that dealer to give there loot too. I said to myself I gonna get paid and start slanging "D" so I can smoke for free. That turned out to be the start of the biggest mistakes to come the following years.
Soon I started balling or selling dope and I tried to perfect that game.Buying cars and stuff that aI always wanted in life, and it felt oh so good buying things for my baby and family. Counting every dollar paying all the bills every month giving money to family and baby momma felt good to me. But I was a different man that everyone knew, up late everynight slanging dope and allways on my cellphone and grinding it out with people making deals so I could expand and soon get out the game. My plan was to get enough money to open my own business in computers which I was only three units away from getting my degree in Computer Science.
Soon all that came to distant blur finding the resources to just stay on my toes and keep the snitches and police off my back was getting harder everyday. Deep down I had nobody but my self because everybody wanted one thing and 1 thing only from me and that was my dope and cash.Trust is hard to find on the street and haters love to snitch when they dont have what you have.People around me and other dealers were getting popped and going to prison because they were slippin. This is the point when alot of us get to when your past the point of no return. Your parents you cant talk to and you cant talk to people your involved with in the game they just care about the dope and money.
I slanged to support my habit then my bills and then to make a living because I saw no way out. Once your in the game and you start making thousands of dollars every week and get blind to having things and respect from the money your gone. The police dont care about you all they want is the money. There is spots that are hot crawling with dope heads day and night but they dont want to raid because there is no loot there.The want the spot that has money and trust me they dont want to raid a house full of broke crack heads they want the house that makes the profit.So do they really want to help or do they want that money like the lawyers and judges. Thats right now Im facing 4-5 years on my first offense with no looking back tommorow saying good bye to all of you for 4-5 years.If you know someone in the game do all you can to help them out of it because most only seem to care after the fact that man is looking at big time behind bars. Police drive past drunks and bums all day and dont give a shit there looking for that dollar, that good humble cop that cared are no longer a part of our neighborhoods.I died inside the day I got popped. Now I just got restart my life after prison the straight route trying to get a job a s felon
Im now 29 years old and form Northern California and I was faced with hard decisons that alot of us make in life. I started out as a typical user to relieve my everyday stress that every man or women faces in there young adulthood. The question I ask all of us is why do people turn to to drugs? We all know that answer and its stress thats why! When its all comes down to it it its stress no matter what anybody says its stress.
So that in mind I was your everyday average guy trying to make it out of my parents house cause I was tired of hearing get a job go to school you know the deal. With this on my mind and my lady telling me she was going to have my baby I was stressing about everything in life in general. We dont even need to get in to that topic because everyone can understand that.
I saw that spending my hard earned dollars to smoke my problems away no longer working out for me. I saw people spending there dollars all day and searching day and night looking for that dealer to give there loot too. I said to myself I gonna get paid and start slanging "D" so I can smoke for free. That turned out to be the start of the biggest mistakes to come the following years.
Soon I started balling or selling dope and I tried to perfect that game.Buying cars and stuff that aI always wanted in life, and it felt oh so good buying things for my baby and family. Counting every dollar paying all the bills every month giving money to family and baby momma felt good to me. But I was a different man that everyone knew, up late everynight slanging dope and allways on my cellphone and grinding it out with people making deals so I could expand and soon get out the game. My plan was to get enough money to open my own business in computers which I was only three units away from getting my degree in Computer Science.
Soon all that came to distant blur finding the resources to just stay on my toes and keep the snitches and police off my back was getting harder everyday. Deep down I had nobody but my self because everybody wanted one thing and 1 thing only from me and that was my dope and cash.Trust is hard to find on the street and haters love to snitch when they dont have what you have.People around me and other dealers were getting popped and going to prison because they were slippin. This is the point when alot of us get to when your past the point of no return. Your parents you cant talk to and you cant talk to people your involved with in the game they just care about the dope and money.
I slanged to support my habit then my bills and then to make a living because I saw no way out. Once your in the game and you start making thousands of dollars every week and get blind to having things and respect from the money your gone. The police dont care about you all they want is the money. There is spots that are hot crawling with dope heads day and night but they dont want to raid because there is no loot there.The want the spot that has money and trust me they dont want to raid a house full of broke crack heads they want the house that makes the profit.So do they really want to help or do they want that money like the lawyers and judges. Thats right now Im facing 4-5 years on my first offense with no looking back tommorow saying good bye to all of you for 4-5 years.If you know someone in the game do all you can to help them out of it because most only seem to care after the fact that man is looking at big time behind bars. Police drive past drunks and bums all day and dont give a shit there looking for that dollar, that good humble cop that cared are no longer a part of our neighborhoods.I died inside the day I got popped. Now I just got restart my life after prison the straight route trying to get a job a s felon