My Last Drink, Drug & Arrest

06/24/2010
Glenwood County Jail
Glenwood Springs, CO

The day I decided I needed to change my life or I was going to end up dead or in prison. My last drink, my last drug, my last fist fight and the first day to my new life.

I didn’t know how to live any other way, all I knew was getting high, breaking the law and fucking up; it’s all I’d ever done since the day I could remember. It had become so comfortable that it’s the lifestyle I always ended up back in.

I was arrested on a violation of probation and minor in possession, nothing crazy. I was black out drunk, high on uppers, had gotten kicked out of a meth dealers house trying to cop because my drunk mouth wouldn’t shut up. Ran into cops later in the night in front of a bar in Rifle as we were trying to steal a bottle of vodka from some people. They arrested me after running my name in the system.

My buddy Zezo bailed me out of jail, under one condition... that I went to an AA meeting with him. I owe him a lot, probably my life, for making me do this. I have been clean and sober ever since this day, 06/24/2010.