The Biggest Mistake I Ever Made

Have you ever regretted something as soon as you did it? I mean just in the bottom of your stomach just knew you’d made the biggest mistake of your life? I have, and it was the biggest mistake of my life. “What have I done”, I thought to myself, well I’d be better to start at the beginning when I was a stupid, know it all kid, who thought he could beat the world and nothing would happen, but how wrong I was, because the world fights back.

It was about seven years ago, I was just a 26 year old kid, same old story you’ve heard a million times, good kid gets mixed up with the wrong crowd goes down the wrong path and gets caught doing the wrong thing at the wrong time. I was all about making money and started using opiate based drugs, and had a terrible habit I had to find a way to support. I found a good hook-up and started selling pills and it took off faster than the horses in the Kentucky Derby. Soon I was serving about 100 to 300 people a day with pills. I was one of the biggest drug dealers in Louisville, Kentucky. I never knew how many people I was hurting and really didn’t care. The money and the pills were coming in by the boat load, and I had girls and a buzz all day long. Then it all came tumbling down, I got busted by the police at a Circle K gas station after picking up 675 pills, chick, chick, click, click, that was the sound of me going to jail.

I’d stayed overnight in jail once when I was 22 years old, and until now that was the worst night of my life. After arriving, the next day I saw the judge. Coming into the district court room I looked into the second row and saw my mom, dad, brother, aunt and uncle sitting there. I was in an orange jumpsuit and handcuffs looking real rough, and after talking to the judge, I was also looking at seven years in prison. They took me back to general population and for a couple of weeks I detoxed off of heroine, nicotine, and Mt. Dew (not to get off subject but Mt. Dew was the worst). Thirty-one days I spent in jail and now was clean and sober. My mother finally saved up the $5000 it took to bail me out, my aunt was there when I was released to ride me home. When I got home everything looked weird to me cause I’d been away so long, but weird or not my life was about to change for the better.

Like I said I never knew how many people I was hurting, well besides myself, I’d hurt my family a lot. I was brought up to make good choices, do the right thing, stay out of trouble, and be responsible for one’s-self, well I had been doing the exact opposite. Let me tell you my mom and dad are saints, always have been, especially my mom she got me out of jail paid for my lawyer and got me into rehab, she saved my life. My dad went to every court case with me and drove me wherever I needed to go. I was also on probation and they kept me on the straight and narrow. Where would I be without great parents? Answer, dead or in jail.

The moral of this tale is simple but true, always try and do the right thing, never compromise your family and friends, and stay out of trouble. Quick money just gets you to jail quicker. Being clean and sober is more fun than not remembering how you got home, and who got you there. Cherish your life and your family that’s all you got.