Violence
It got to a stage in my life where I was barred from every pub in my town and surrounding towns and wanted by every police officer for miles around. One night a huge fight kicked off and I was involved in putting a young man in a coma. He nearly died due to the horrific injurys he suffered at our hands. I was sentenced to 18 months in a young offenders institute and beagan my first prison sentence. My life was starting to become more and more empty, I was hurting alot of people but none more than myself. I was only 19 at this point and already full of hate and anger. My life was spirriling out of control and I felt powerless to stop it.
Once I finished my sentence I came out and threw myself straight back into the drug scene, I had made more contacts while I was in jail and I took it all to another level. I was soon the biggest dealer in the area and the amounts I was taking myself was ridiculous. the money I earned funded really bad crimes thats what happens with drug money, people use the proceeds to set up other terrible criminal behaviour and target the most vulnerable people in our society like young people. The first thing you learn as a dealer is how to get young people hooked and feel like your their best friend when really we just use them and drop them when we like. I ended up becoming more and more paranoid as each day went by not trusting anyone you see that is what happens people are around you for the wrong reasons I used them and they tried to use me and I was determined to survive in the drug dealing world.
I fell deeper and deeper into a life of drugs, crime and serious violence.