Convict confessions: Blog # 2

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What made me stop selling drugs

From the ages 12-21, I sold a lot of drugs. By now I was of age to drink, vote, party all night and come and go as I pleased. Being a drug dealer, I dated a lot of women. Some were claiming to be in love, yet most were with me due to the money, material possessions and image. One thing about me was no matter how much money I had, or how good my lifestyle was, I kept a job. Shortly after turning 13 I got a paper route job to ease any suspicion I was following in my cousins footsteps. By age 21 I was working at a hospital and dating an older nurse who worked with new born babies. Neeka I’m sure knew I was doing more than just being a hospital orderly. She would look at me funny as I was buying new cars and always taking her shopping, yet smiled and kept her thoughts to herself. The traffic at the hospital I worked was insane and the perfect cover up for my hustling. All I did was blend in and meet customers all throughout the hospital. The stories I have with selling to doctors, nurses and even to patients, I will share at a later date. Late winter and on the eve of Neeka birthday. I was going to surprise her with gifts and a trip to Jamaica. I was off and decided to come take her out to lunch. As I walked to the 4th floor of the hospital where she worked as a neonatal intensive care nurse for new born babies, all I heard were the loudest screams.

As I rounded the corner I saw Neeka. She kissed and hugged me tight. She grabbed my hand and lead me into a large room. I was in a room where new born’s were behind the glass and all wrapped up with name tags at the foot of their small beds. As I looked at all different colors of babies they all were shaking and vomiting and it was the worst shit I ever seen. How could something so small shake so hard, it broke my heart. Neeka explained that all the babies I was looking at were going through withdrawal, narcotic withdrawal. She explained once the babies were born, and not connected to their mothers, they were suffering from narcotic withdrawal from whatever drugs their mothers were on. She also explained giving them small doses of morphine and other controlled drugs hospitals use for those type of babies, slowly made them better. Later that night. I laid in the bed and thought long and hard “Had I sold to someone pregnant”? I thought about all the hard drugs I had sold to make a quick buck over the years. All I kept seeing were the images of the babies shaking and crying. As I wiped a tear from my eye, I knew what I had to do. I had made enough money to invest it legally and that night I promised myself NEVER to sell drugs again. That experience was an up close and personal life changing experience that changed my life.
“ATTENTION ALL DRUG DEALERS OR INDIVIDUALS WHO SELL NARCOTICS TO OTHERS. GO TO YOU TUBE AND ALL THE DIFFERENT SOCIAL MEDIA OUTLETS THAT LET YOU VIEW ANY TYPE OF VIDEO AND LOOK UP ADDICTED NEW BORN BABIES. IF YOU HAVE A CONSCIOUS AND HEART YOU WILL DO THE RIGHT THING AND STOP SELLING!

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