Hmm...Life changing moments.
It's sad reading about the people who've been altered by circumstances they had no control over. Most of my misery can be attributed to the choices I've made.
I stole some candy from a Cub Foods grocery store when I was only eight years old. My brother still takes responsibility for sending me in there to do the deed. I got caught the moment I set my foot past the automatic doors. I was guilty of stealing candy and was ordered to rehabilitate myself (at eight years old) at a "clinic" for thieves. I was the youngest person in the room. Around me where people who were convicted of grand theft auto and elaborate robberies that I couldn't scheme in my wildest dreams. As the spotlight went around the room, I realized how petty of crime I had been convicted of and felt ashamed that I couldn't speak sincerely of operations of grandeur, even though I was having serious sugar withdrawals. I have always been very critical of myself. I remember throwing a fit and distancing myself from my peers when I contracted the chickenpox and no one wanted to play with me. I grew older, but with the same mind. As a teenager, I stole many things from my family, friends and other unsuspecting people. By this time I had been involved with drugs and most of what I stole was sold for ecstasy, bars, marijuana and other illegal substances. I spent all summer away from my home, only to comeback when the road was empty and I had nowhere else to go. I would eat at home, sleep at home, then when I got ready to get high, I would steal from home and share the benefits with the friends who were paying my way most of the time. Thievery is an easy method of acquiring what you want without any obligation to schedules and strenuous work. So I contributed to our high by doing what I was good at and what was easy. I forgot my family. I had my own family of drug-seeking addicts by then. It all came crashing down when my own father alerted the police of my absence, then he continued on to tell them that I had stolen a valuable ring of his and I was taken to jail when I arrived at my home. I lost touch with some very close friends because of my habits. I gave up on my family and the guilt that ensued caused me to give up on all my friends and myself. I've been a ghost to the world I used to know, nestled away in my room, only to rise again on those good days when I feel equipped to take on every day pressures. I can't shy away from the sunlight forever.
Ganj Reviewed by Ganj on . Life changing moments What are some things or events in your life that has turned you around completly, something or someone that has defined or influenced what you are and what you will be for the rest of your life? Cmon, let it out. :) Rating: 5