Drugdealer…

Yes, I was one in my youth. From i was 16 uptil i was 26 i was a streethustler selling weed/hashis every day from 10 in the morning to 3- 4 in the afternoon. We don’t have big cities. My city have 150.000 population and only 6 thousand doing drugs so the marced is low. So I didn’t sell for making money i sold so I could smoke for free. When I turned 26 i escalated up to selling amphetamin and i became a user myself. Now in order to keep customers and a good sale i couldn’t misuse or abuse my intake of amphetamin. When I “worked” i kept my cool and i expanded my business to other cities. Now I started to make money! A lot of it to! My life elevated and i was very selfsufficiant with everything. This went on for 10 years and I always managed to avoid cops. They knew about a salesman but they didn’t know who i was. Until envy and greed took my so called “friends” and they started to steal drugs from me. Now, my operation was a one-man enterprize so when my “friends” turned on me it was because they got caugth and they snitched me out. They made deals on how the cops could catch me. The main problem for the cops was they didn’t know how i looked like. One “friend” took my picture and gave them. So after the police had staked me out for months they attacked me. They didn’t find any drugs or money in the beginning. They searched my house inside out but no score. Then my girl did the unthinkable. She grassed me out to! She gave them 120g of amphetamin and 50.000 nkr. From this they got all the “friends” of mine as vitnesses and they convicted me for smuggling, safekeeping and sales of 5,6 kg of amphetamin. That landed me in jail for 7 years 10 months! Lucky me for that low sentence and amount because I smuggled over 150 kg amphetamin and I kept it and sold almost all. There where only 120g left! I had 7 million nkr i made for myself because I was going to propose to my girl and give her a house. Instead the cops took the money and I was left with nothing. Well, they didn’t know about my backup stash i had burried in the woods. I sold it all while serving my sentence. When released i had 1,2 million in cash, but my life took a leftturn and I ended up as an addict instead. Much because of the state of mind i was in when released. It took me another 20 years before i quit. I went cold turkey without doctors or any other support. And I am still clean to this day. The only regret i have is why i didn’t come to my sences 30 years earlier. Anyway, this was a part of my life I shared with you guys because I wanted you to know a litle bit more about me. I am not proud of that life i had. I was given a bad hand when born. 6 months old they put me in an orphanage where they abused me as a toddler and up to i was 7. They crushed my chilhood believes! They did it all in the name of Jesus Christ. I prayed for Jesus to save me but he didn’t! I lived there until i was 13. Then it was the streets! And the streets in Norway can be just as hard as New York. In 1977 it was different for me. I didn’t know about wellfareoffices. So I stayed in a tent for three years. And then I started hustle…