I just wrote another post, probably my first in at least 18 months or more. Here's why.
I got 'ratted out'. Set up. By my "BRO". Controlled buy. Only sold the guy 3 Bottles. 2 Tren A. 1 Test C.
4 months after the transaction, I get approached by the local "drug task force" out of nowhere in the parking lot of my gym before a workout. They take me to the station, question me, try to get me to tell them about my suppliers, can I get other drugs, etc. I was 22 years old with an 18 month old daughter. Working 50+ hours weekly managing a supplement store. Some of you here may know this story. They scared the shit out of me. I thought about spilling my guts and trying to get myself off. I almost did it.
Instead, I said NOTHING. I simply gave them all my gear, which was a sizeable amount. They told me if I gave up 3 people, only 3 people, they would knock my B as in Boy Dealing felonies down to D as in Dog Possession felonies. I ended up with the B as in Boys.
In my state, B felonies carry a minimum 6-20 years in the state penitentery. I was charged with 3 B Felonies, 1 D felony and 1 A misdemeanor in 2 seperate counties. One awesome footnote is that 2 of the B felonies, of which all 3 were all Dealing in a Schedule II Controlled Substance, were because the guy bought 2 kinds of gear, test and tren. The guy only bought the test because when he originally called me to buy some tren only, I told him he should probably add some test to be safe and make sure everything keeps working right throughout his cycle. Nice, huh? The other was because I admitted during my taped interview that most of my transactions took place in a county besides the county the controlled buy took place in. Stupid on my part. All were state charges, nothing federal. I was small time. Prior to this bullshit my only brush with the law was a DUI when I was 19.
After posting bail in 1 county and a period in jail in the other county where my bail was $100000 CASH and I would be in that jail FOREVER(they ended up ORing me, to my complete surprise), I plead guilty to 2 B Felonies. All punishment included, I ended up spending about 2 months in 2 different county jails. I was sentenced to 10 years DOC, 8 suspended, 2 executed, both in community corrections. That was to be followed by 2 years of probation. I've already served 6 months work release time and am another 6 months+ into an 18 month home detention sentence. After paying my lawyer, bail, community corrections, probation, and various other fees, this will end up costing me north of $20000.
I recently had to declare bankruptcy. Chapter 7. I was fired from the supplement store(NOT GNC) I'd worked at and LOVED for over 2 years and several of my VERY close friends DISAPPEARED from my life. I was evicted from my apartment, along with my girlfriend and daughter. Right now, unfortunatly, my daughter and I live at home with my parents. Rough after being on my own so long, but super nice of them to let us stay here. I have a sales job that I like alot, though not as much as I liked sports nutrition. I have been there for a while now and everybody I work with knows my situation. The only thing I am worried about at work is the wind blowing my pant leg the wrong way and a customer seeing my Goddamn ankle bracelet. Other than that, work is cool with me having weekly schedule meetings and random drug tests and shit. Not to mention the multiple high-level felonies on my record.
ANYWAY, my point after all this is, no matter what, DON'T SAY SHIT!!! It is NEVER as bad as they say. My situation is FUCKED UP for sure, but the Goddamn police were telling me the day they picked me up how I wouldn't get to see my daughter grow up and I need to do this and that to save my own ass from my own mistake! I should have been more careful, BOTTOM LINE. I deal with my shit. PERIOD. Felonies suck, but snitching NEVER GOES AWAY. I still talk to the guys I was closest with at the time, who know who they are and who I am and have RESPECT for how things ended up. I hold my head high. I am nowhere near perfect in any way, but I am proud of how I approached and am trying to overcome what I consider one of the MAJOR hurdles of my life.
To everyone on here talking about gear like it is any other rec drug, FUCK THAT and FUCK YOU. Wrong answer, pal. Gear is a completely different situation. Some joke who only cares about where his next high comes from will say ANYTHING to stay out jail. Very different from a guy who is scared about what could happen to his own skin if he doesn't throw his bros under the bus. Not to mention that a small time weed/coke/crack/meth/whatever dealer makes 100 times the money a small time source does. Think about what you are saying and compare apples to apples here.
To anyone who took the time to read through this, thanks.