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seed actions, choices and events Today ...23 June 2016 is the 20th anniversary of an event that completely changed my life and led me ineluctably to where I am now. On this day in 1996 my oldest and youngest sister and several of their friends conspired to set me up to shut up my opposition to their ongoing methamphetamine addiction. Now to be honest I was no real saint I and the sisters had been stoners for two and more years before they got into the methamphetamines and I liked my alcohol a bit (lol). But I watched them both deteriorate on this vile poison it started to rip them fiber from fiber--to kill them from the inside out while giving them the illusion of supreme happiness and invulnerability--this drug is the ultimate in the "treasure island" cons that way. One day what I was telling them (that it would kill them) was almost borne out in truth when the youngest sister overdosed. She was sick for a week and a half and when she "came down" ... she never again was what and who she had been before the overdose. The drug had literally burned out part of her and what was left was literally not all there. My response was "see its REALLY going to kill the both of you!" and that was the last straw apparently they both wanted their meth more than they wanted ANYTHING ELSE. They conspired to set me up. They put their stash in my possessions and they called the cops. This date back in 1996 I was arrested and my possessions searched where they found my sisters' stash ---In Utah as in other places possession is 9/10ths of the law so I was hauled off to jail for 72 hours on a felony charge of meth possession and possession of paraphernalia and marijuana (misdemeanors). My mom who I had been living with came and got me and I spilled the beans to her about the whole thing and she said something I would never forget "there are three things that would make me stop loving a one of them is doing drugs" and she was as good as her word later on giving me and the sisters a month to move out and to "never darken her doorstep or her heart again" A sad fact about America's judicial System is that it is deeply racist and classist. So when it came time to go before the judge in my case I am sure the fact that I was lower middle class, at the time and white and that it was a first offense played a huge part in the fact that I was put into drug Diversion court ---had I been brown of any stripe or black they would have put me in prison and left me to rot there. Three years of probation and several friends help later I had a job and the beginnings of my own place lined up BECAUSE I made different choices at the time of my arrest than my sisters did. Today I am (still) clean and in the intervening 20 years I have had two (and many misadventures and tales...love and richness hang by that I can assure you !) and I have a Bachelors Degree in computer science to boot. My sisters weren't so lucky. They say "be careful what you wish for you might just get it". This literally came true for my oldest and youngest sisters they both wished for a chance to do their drugs unimpeded by their older brother and they GOT it and all that came with it! they ended up falling in with a cast of homeless drifter drug users who somehow winkled them all the way to San Francisco CA where in 2009 my oldest sister reached the end of the road on 21 May 2009 taking her own life in a hotel room with a multi drug overdose. My youngest sister has taken advantage of the medical marijuana laws to never draw a<b> sober </font></b>breath and to couch surf for the past 20 years be careful of your choices they are seeds and what grows from them might lead to wonder and richness if tended right or to your undoing if you make choices that are against your best interests... I miss my oldest sister greatly but she chose her path and crossed the rainbow bridge before time...I got to stay here and live out my story because of my choices....be careful... may all of those who read this 's choices conduce to better ends than my sister's did |
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Our lives really are the sum of our choices. One of (sort of) saddest things I realized when I was about 40 is that the older we get, the more irrevocable our choices become, we can't backtrack to the fork in the road and take the other fork. I'm so very sorry you had to bear witness to your sisters' deterioration.
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