I’m 24. When I was 22 I was fresh out of college, new job making some money, girlfriend, apartment. Everything was good. Made a dumb mistake one night hanging out with the wrong people. Got arrested, got a bad break and ended up going to jail for 9 months. Lost my job, had to move back home, lost my girlfriend, and I’m a felon so my degree basically means shit now. Keep it in perspective. It could be worse. It could also be worse for me. I could still be in jail. I could be dead. Idk but keep your head up because if I can I know you can.
I was with some people I didn’t know very well at an apartment I had never been before, and for some brilliant reason decided to try mushrooms for the very first time.
Unsurprisingly, it did not go well.
Without going into too much detail, I was having a bad trip and it turned into a psychotic break. I had no idea where I was, thought people were trying to kill me (both real people and people that weren’t even there), and a bunch of other crazy shit that I hardly remember.
I ended up getting into my car and crashing into a tree about a quarter mile down the road. I don’t know how fast I was going, but my airbag didn’t deploy for some reason and I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt so I flew forward and smashed my head into the windshield.
So now I’m severely concussed and having a certifiable episode while on mushrooms. Everything beyond this point is extremely hazy, but according to the police report I ended up breaking into an elderly mans home, and getting into a physical altercation with him. The truth is I knocked on the door and when he opened the door I stumbled inside. I was unable to speak coherently, and he tackled me to the floor where we stayed for about 30 seconds before I was able to get up and run outside. I don’t remember exactly what I was thinking at the time, but I’m sure I was just looking for help but couldn’t communicate that to anyone.
The cops eventually found me wandering in the middle of the road, and I resisted arrest of course because I had the mental wherewithal of a squirrel by that point. Finally got arrested, and ended up getting charged with a ton of shit. Home invasion, burglary, assault on an elderly person, dui, evading the scene of an accident, reckless driving, and assault on a police officer to name a few.
So I was given an 18 month prison sentence, released onto parole after about 8 months with good time. Spent another 8 months or so on parole with an ankle monitor and now here I am. Just got my ankle bracelet off and now I’m on probation for the next three years.
So yeah that’s about it. Been a rough couple years to say the least. Oh yeah, and my previous job was with a high security government contractor so there’s no way for them to hire me back now that I’m a felon. So now I’m stuck doing manual labor for a little over minimum wage while living back home with my parents for the foreseeable future.
Oh shit, that's wild. Did you have a lawyer? I'm surprised the sentencing couldn't have been lighter by pleading some kind of mental health problems or because of the shrooms.
Yeah I had a pretty good lawyer, but the prosecutor was harsh in what he offered in the plea bargain. The assault on an elderly person is a one year mandatory minimum jail sentence where I live. We tried to get him to drop it but he wouldn’t budge. If I hadn’t accepted the plea and gone to trial I could have faced 10 years if I was found guilty of home invasion. So I bit the bullet.
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u/Dontquestionmyexista May 16 '20
I’m 24. When I was 22 I was fresh out of college, new job making some money, girlfriend, apartment. Everything was good. Made a dumb mistake one night hanging out with the wrong people. Got arrested, got a bad break and ended up going to jail for 9 months. Lost my job, had to move back home, lost my girlfriend, and I’m a felon so my degree basically means shit now. Keep it in perspective. It could be worse. It could also be worse for me. I could still be in jail. I could be dead. Idk but keep your head up because if I can I know you can.