Cheating Death, Prison, And Life

globaldancas story

I was brought to God and babtitized at an early age, and yet at 13 was sexually abused and it was a difficult time for me because when I began the 7th grade, I was laughed at, picked on and insulted by a lot of my classmates which led me to smoking pot. I didn’t realize it at the time, but marijuana is the gateway drug for everything else that I consumed in the last 21 years. I thought it was a way for me to get away from the shame and self-pity that I had on my life. I have pretty much experimented with every type of drug out there and at the age of 23, when I had no since of purpose, no since of life. I began using and distributing of cokeaine. In March of 93, I decided that I wanted to get away from this life I was living so I joined the Navy and I wasn’t to go into the service until Dec 24 1993. In the Aug 1993, I was going through so much coke that I wasn’t able to snort it. I began to use needles and one morning when I was left by myself. I shot so much coke in my body that I was dying. I actally felt the life being sucked right out of me. I turned on the AC full blast so that I could get fresh air, but I began hyperventilating and it really scared me. I wasn’t ready to die. I called 911, and when the police came along with the paramedics, I was rushed to Quachita Hospital in Camden, Arkansas. I didn’t think to flush all the coke I had down the commode because I really didn’t think I was going to make it. I don’t recollect how much I had when the police came but it was a substantial amount that I had felony charges brought upon me for distribution. I remember waking up in the hospital to a rehab counciler and he looked at me and asked me if I had a problem. My reply was NO. He looked at all the needle tracks in my arm and he said, “ you don’t have a problem with all these needle tracks in your arm. The doctors were amazed that I was still alive and they were puzzled because they had said something had happened to my heart and they were no sure what it was. I did have a problem and I did end up going to a drug rehabilitation program. I spent 30 days in drug rehab, and in order to keep the authorities from pursuing criminal action, I volunteered to live in a half-way house for about 60 days. I got out of the half-way house right before Thanksgiving so that I could spend time with my family before I went into the Navy in Dec. I went into the Navy as I was supposed to a rehabilitated man. I received a letter from my parents stating that the authorities wanted a copy of my militart ID to prove that I was in the Navy. When they found out I was in fact in the Navy, they dropped the charges of felony possession and intent to sell.

I spent four years in the navy and recieved a Navy Achievement Medal in my first four years of service which is something that not many poeple achieve in there first enlistment. I was pretty good at hiding that I was adicted to drugs. I spent about a year and a half sober before I found the party scene in San Diego. The years of 95, 96, and 97, I was living the life that I wanted to live. My day of rest was Monday because there was always something to do in San Diego. There was always something to do in LA. I got involved with selling of exstacy pills so that I could support my party scene and support my way of life as I was in the Navy. One night after partying I crashed at my friends house whom was a Navy Seal at the time. We had just bought hundreds of pills and he had been fighting with his girlfriend for a week or so. At midnight, I wake up and my friend and his girlfriend where in the bedroom fighting. I herd her say that I am going to call the cops and turn us in for selling drugs. I shot off the couch like a rocket and flushed hundreds of pills down the toilete and I encouraged Ron to do the same thing. His reply was get your stuff and were going to your place. I run out the door and we backout of his drive way only to be surrounded by San Diegos finest at gunpoint. I get out of the car and there is a police officer there who I worked with in the Navy as I was in HSL-45. He looked at me and shook his head and he asked how I got involved in this situation. He began working to try to clear me from the scene and I was free to go. I didn’t go because I needed a backpack out of my friends house. He went in the house and grabbed my backpack and came back to the car and said that he needed to check the bag for safety reasons. I told him that would be fine. I was so messed up that I didn’t realize that I still had coke in the backpack. So here I go. Im on my way to jail by a police officer I used to work with in the Navy. I spend about a day in jail before shore patrol picked me up and took me to my squadron. When I arrived, I had to of course pee in a cup which ultimately led to my discharge in the Navy. My last four months in the Navy, I had to live in restricted barracks, but my command believed in me. They would pick me up everyday so that I could continue working around the squadron doing cleanup even though i was no longer able to work on helicopters. When my captains mass came, I was giving a general discharge instead of a dishonorable discharge. Everyone who uses drugs in the Navy goes out of the Navy with a dishonorable discharge but for some reason I was giving a General. My friend Ron, lost his seal trident and was kicked out of the Navy for Drugs.

So here I am now, almost five years out of the Navy, I was still heading for destruction with my use of all drugs. It was more important for me to put stuff up my nose than it was to spend time with my family. I was confronted by someone special who I see today as a guardian angel in my life who challenged me that I would never get out of the scene, that I would always be a part of it and finally I decided right then that I was going to drop away from the scene. I quit Seven that night which was a week ago. I began to seek out the people on the board that might be going to church, but nothing really came about it. On Monday, I call someone who used to be on the boards and she begins to tell me the things that happen in her life which ultimately is leading to her being happy. I told her that I wanted to be happy agin so she offered to take me to bible study this Sunday.. I called my mother as she is a very religious person and asked how she was doing and she said that she just got back from church and that they are having a revival. I said. That is great. I began to talk about small stuff. I later said mom, I quit Seven. I was no longer happy with the way my life was going, that I just wanted to be happy again. I told her that I was going to be going to bible study on Sunday, that I had met someone who was going to take me. My mother began to cry and i began to cry. I said mom. Why are you crying. She replied to me that I prayed last night that you would meet someone. My mother said that there was more and I asked. MORE? My mother said that she received a vision from the holy spirit that I was going to do great things in young peoples lives, that I was going to be a big part in a ministry full of adolecense. Looking at my life story, I can see how I might make a difference in peoples lives. I have a powerful testimony of cheating death, cheating prison, and giving a chance to help others. That is what I am supposed to do while I am on this earth. Nothing, absolutely nothing happens on this world by mistake. It was no mistake that all the horrible things in my pass life are going to serve a purpose. It was no mistake in Gods world what happened to me at an early age and I’m not afraid no longer. Prayer is a very powerful thing and I am at peace with myself.

I am not going to go out and save everyone on this board, but I wanted my friends to know where I was coming from and I hope that my friends may be impacted on what I have said. It seams if you look at my life story that the most significant things happened every four years so I cant wait to see what the next four years brings to me.

[Gator]

Bravo my friend!!

[mc E]

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[Krash]

Good luck dude

[Joseph V]

big ups to you and i know everything will be ok.

DONT LOSE FAITH in yourself, that is a number one thing.

[matt]

funny

[Tortures Dionysos]

Steve... I commend you for coming on a public message board and having the guts to give us all your details... about your life.


I truly hope that you can be happy... and that you can make choices in your life that will lead you to make responsible decisions. Whatever gets you to that point, that is great.


You will be missed... but I wish you the best of luck in finding happiness... in making those decisions that leave your poor choices behind.

Take back the power... the drugs had the power... now you have the power. Keep it... cherish it... and you will become a stronger person for it.

Best of luck! I know your life will be where you need it to be... in due time... with good choices.

[princess]

Thank you for the phone call tonight. I've missed you so much. You are one of few that I am happy to have met because of Draves.

I had no idea, but I'm sure most didn't. I have no doubt that you kept it all inside only to share with certain people. I, too commend you for having the guts to tell your story to everyone here.

I support you in everything you do from here on out and will be there for you if you need anything. If you feel as though you might be falling backwards, pick up that phone and call me or any of the friends that you know you have out there.

I've always known deep down that you were special. You have a heart of gold and I love you for it. There were little things you did for me in the days that we would hang out that showed what a great guy you are. To me, it's the little things that count.

Don't you dare lose touch with me. Do what you have to do, make a difference in some lives. But make sure you stay in mine.

*muah*

Steve- I just sent you a PM with our new numbers. If you get the answering machine, please leave your new number so we can get in touch with you. So glad to hear what God has done in your life- to Him be the glory.

Edmund

[Bookie Pimp]

you are a good man, and great friend Steve.

i wish you the very best.

[johnny861]

All I can say is wow, powerful story.


Best of luck on your journey mate!

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORAY FOR JEEZUS!!!!!!!!!!

*furiously beats bible*

[Ryan]

Originally posted by tragicallyunhip
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORAY FOR JEEZUS!!!!!!!!!!

*furiously beats bible*

Hey, if religion can help the guy sort his life out, then bring on the Jesus. However, I do hope he intends to get some serious rehabilitation and get into a support program if he is going to really get clean. The Bible might give him inspiration, but it's not going to change the fact that he is emotionally and mentally and drug addict. Someone who has struggled with addiction for that long has about a 0% of not relapsing if they don't get professional help. Anyway, good luck to him.

[Bumbaklot]

I remember when you and La DJ "accidently" took my rekkid bag..I nearly had a heart attack.

[Keith P]

Its not your old fashion church where everyone is old and the music is boring and people in the scene can appreciate its theathrical prodcutions with big sound and lighting productions

lol
yes only old people attend other churches.
theatrical productions and big lighting and sound?
sounds like a rave to me.

I've said it before and will say it again...
besides hooters, fellowship has to be the most profitable business in grapevine.

congratulations on your discovery of Christ
its sad that it took drug addiction to lead you onto that path.
but hey more power to ya.
remember...faith doesn't do everything for u. You're merely being shown the option of living a better life. 99% is your effort
all up to u.