I also sold drugs. Started off with dubs and eighths, moved on to growing weed, then ecstasy, then blow, and the eventual terminus of heroin. Did it from the time I was 15, through my undergrad, until the eventual conclusion of me being arrested with a half key of blow, a few ounces of heroin, a scale, and a gun. Got to spend a week in jail, learned that I'm pretty good at basketball while wearing flip flops. To answer the obvious question: I never, not even once, raped a fellow inmate. Took me over a year and a lot of lawyer time to get the charges dropped and expunged.
I wish bitcoin would have existed back then. I invested in nice wheels for my benz, sneakers, couture, and trips for me and my bitches. Very poor rate of return on those. I did have someone that traded me her boyfriend's game worn jersey for an ounce of schwag, I still have the jersey. She signed it for some reason, and needless to say her boyfriend wasn't her boyfriend once he made it in the NFL.
I think I know what my problem was. I was eight years old when I came to this country, and I came from a place that had indoor toilets. Because of that, instead of striking it rich in internets money I have a sweet diamond plated jersey. I grew up in a house that had two toilets for every person, and four of the bathrooms had separate bidets. That's probably why it took me so long to reach my potential, my asshole had been spoiled by being able to drop deuces into water from an early age.