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Drug dealers are the scumbags of planet Earth. It's gang wars, the shittiest dishonorable human being makes it to the top. By default assume that every drug dealer is an absolute Psycho Shit Lord. I've met some good dealers but they don't last long in the business, they constantly get robbed and abused because they are good people aside from being caught up in drugs.
Dealers can easily kill if they wanted to for whatever reason. You only need a few grains of salt worth of fentanyl laced in other drugs to stop someone's heart or do some serious brain dmg from oxygen depravity. Dealers also gain massive dominance over their clients and will give you shittier/laced/full-of-fillers quality drugs overtime to make more money. If a junkie is found dead on the street no one really cares or investigates. The guy could've just dozed off and someone walked by and injected him with high dose fentanyl and walk away; coroners would just call it a self-induced OD. There isn't a CSI team to investigate every junkie death.
I've met giga-mind ex-CEOs, veterans, genius kids from millionaire families stuck in the cycle. A lot of good people stuck in addiction are getting abused, trafficked, murdered by these dealers and other sick-twisted sadists.
If you're wondering how good people can get caught up in the drug world, it can happen faster than you think. Just 3 times of using meth or crack is enough for the chemical to take hold of you. Every-time you use crack it feels like Christmas morning when you wake up and you can't wait to open your presents. The part where you crave the drug I will not be able to explain with words... my best shot is that it's the Christmas Morning Present drug demon.
No other reason than that I was bored and wanted to go on an adventure... I ended up homeless for 7 months. I do legendary escapades every few years. Anyways so the worst childhood upbringing I've heard from a drug addict is... disclaimer: put on your armor of god or whatever you need to prepare you for what I will say ... a guy who grew up with a single mother, addicted to crack, who was also a prostitute. He described how he and his brother would be in their room while clients would come in and out of the house and fuck their mom. He told me that on some occasions, the mom would pass out and the Clients would rape him and his brother in their room. Even through this Darkness, the guy was actually a good soul, a little bonkers, but understandably so. Roughly 90% of the time there is a reason someone is fucked up on the streets, other 10% can be a person from a good family that was simply defeated by enjoying too much alcohol and drug addiction (prob starts from going to a lot of music festivals).
The stories are endless, I've heard many tragic stories but I'd have to write a book about it. Actually maybe I should honestly do that. I always made excuses on why my life is shit because of childhood trauma, but after being homeless it put things into perspective and I no longer could make excuses; just had to man up. Anyways, drugs are seriously bad, and even more so the dealers and cartels. Plz give addicts a chance for rehab and new life, some are too far gone and need prison tho.
Am I the only anon that's been through some shit? I don't hear as many stories as I should be hearing. Dunno why ppl are so afraid to share, you get a new anon ID next bread regardless of cringe.