I started smoking K2 with my friends in our tiny home town, and things went from a weed cannabis feeling which anyone could purchase in most gas stations of America and near every head shop or smoking accessories stores.
From legal way to relax the rest of your day to the highest degree state Penn felony. I’ve seen it where people have pushed other off a bridge into a jagged rock and litter ridden Creek runoff and left him for dead in a coma for a little over half the joint which had already been thinned added to cigarette tobacco to go farther.
Woman and children kidnapped most never found still to this day. A man got shot 4 times in the stomach for a 25 dollar maybe 7 joint or 4-5 small blunt, and that man barely made it.
Yet he will never taste food or pass it the way God intended for a man to do. Job to job nothing I found seem to be able to slap me in the face. I landed the absolute best job this town has to offer! I was finally a welder the biggest producer of world best not exaggerating there either Martin Sprocket and gear makes the best products in the world.
And at only 19, I was the lead night shift welder and hydraulic hot plate press operator. The top welder in the plant of dreams $800 to $1125 post-tax checks paid weekly 13 paid holidays paid time off vacation 401-k retirement medical, dental vision and life insurance for my whole family.
You know we weren’t going to be without anymore which was a blessing in itself seeing as how 3 yrs prior we were all boarding up in a friends tiny 1 bed, no bath shack with no running water heck not even a gas or water line laid to be turned on so no air food or water 99.99% of those times and spend the whole day chasing the high every day.
Had my kids taken for a bit yet still, I would be wanted to smoke cannabis. I’m an old meth artery slamming recovery, and I honestly say the needle and the spoon are a cake walk compared to this dragon. It had its claws in men sank in really tight. Recently I had been on the verge of losing my wife, my family and just received 10 years first-degree felony probation with no priors.
I still faced 5-99 years in the Texas TDCJ system I was in the judge favor the day of sentencing. I’ve been resuscitated or brought back to life 3 times with the last one nearly unsuccessful 4 minutes out no breathing or response 1 minute at least of that I had lost pulse, and the temp was falling quickly lips blue skin yellow.
And to make it even better, I would be having like zombie panic wild creature episodes for 10-50 mins and caused myself some severe facial damage. I’m back on my recovery train, and this old engine can’t steam.
I’m hanging up my title to the one who has nothing in life to wake up for the cause you will lose all friends and close relationship with anyone in our experience you will let your hygiene go downhill and soon nobody wants to be associated with you anymore.
It’s not easy it’s a long hard tempting demon-ridden road to recovery but when you do it stay strong don’t say oh I can handle just a hit nobody can its satanic breath you will willingly suck down your throat and swallow. And beg for more n more n more til inevitably the end is the prison for a lengthy sentence plus it’s as easy to get inside prison than I.
The street might be washing some drawers and clipping toenails to get a crumb, but you will find the devil wherever you go. Actually no he will come to your house and sit at your table with his offer to make you feel good during the time of hardship or significant stress. I wish you the best of luck in your road to recovery and god be with you along the way.